PREVIEW
... hue stretched across the sky, the sun beginning its slow descent beyond the horizon.
I sat at the top of the usual tree in the back gardens of Killian Hall—its wide branches had always served as a quiet perch, a place where I could observe without being seen.
The breeze was calm, carrying with it the fading scent of winter.
FOOOOSHHH—!
A sudden surge of flames erupted in the distance.
My eyes drifted toward the open clearing near the trai ...
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