Thom strode out into the morning’s gloom, squinted up at the shafts of sun slicing through the clouds above, then shouted up to Davon, “How many?” “Just a dozen,” Davon called back. “Looks like more are coming, though.” Not good, … Continue reading Winter – Chapter 33 – 04
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