The Ledger of the Last Fire
I have watched three generations of "Saviors" arrive on this island. They always come the same way—with salt-crusted boots, eyes wide with a terrifying kind of hope, and a promise that they will never leave. They are always young. They are always driven by a love that they believe is unique in the history of the universe. They tell me about their dying wives, their sick children, their lost...
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