The Faded Ruin
The rain hit the window. It stung. I looked up. My gun was hot. I wiped the water. I looked at the door. It was locked. I looked at the wall. The plaster was crumbling. I looked at my hands. They shook. I was safe. I was not safe. "Did you hear that?" I asked. Silence. "Did you hear it?" I asked again. Mara said nothing. She stood by the fire. The fire was low. The embers glowed red. She looked...
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