The Wistful Show

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The Wistful Show

The fire jumped the ridge line before dawn. It was a wall of orange, silent and absolute. Elias stood on the black sand, his breath coming in sharp, ragged hitches. The air smelled of sulfur and burnt pine. He gripped the hilt of his sword. The leather was slick with sweat. He was a Warden of the Boundary. His job was simple. Keep the line. Keep the peace. But the line was burning. Behind him,...

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