Chapter 27: The burning touch

We were silent, and the silence. It hung on the edge of a blade of taut tension, shaking with what wasn’t thought, with what wasn’t spoken. Caspian sat cross-legged at his feet, elbows resting on knees, fingers together in front of him. His mask-like face, but the rumpled shoulders gave it away—rest...

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