Ashes of the Frontier
The snow came early that year. Caleb Stone had noticed — the first flakes falling in mid-September, soft and hesitant, like something that had forgotten its purpose and was unsure whether to continue. By the time the survey team reached the high Rockies, the snow was six inches deep, covering the granite and the pine and the thin, stunted grass that grew in cracks where nothing should have been...
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