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CHAPTER 8: Fire And Ash

Author: Zerath
last update publish date: 2026-03-15 12:34:03

The pack house is burning.

By the time we get back, flames are climbing up the walls, eating through the roof, turning everything I've seen the past few days into smoke and ash. Silvermoon members run in every direction—some carrying buckets, some dragging valuables from the lower floors, some just standing and staring.

Damian's face goes completely blank. Then he's moving, shouting orders, directing people, organizing a bucket line from the well. I stand there like an idiot, watching my second
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