PREVIEW
... he morning light spills down from the dome’s crevice, illuminating the entire hall supported by Cold Iron beams.
On the walls, one after another, the Red Tide flags hang down, the flag corners gently swaying, as if rising and falling with each breath.
Unlike any past year, this place has become the heart of the entire Northern Territory.
On the main seat, Louis sits quietly; his daughter was born only a few days ago, yet on the third morning, he still stands before this l ...
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