THE SUN WRAITH
November 21, 2018
Once in a land where desert dunes writhed under the lash of sun-hot wind gusts a grandmother and granddaughter sat in the coolness of their burrow listening to the angry roar. The grandmother leaned forward to speak above the din into the granddaughter’s ear. ‘Now is the time,’ she said. ‘You must find the oasis, […]
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