Fate of Fire – 26/52 by Casey S.

“Amara, NO!” Talia yelled hoarsely surging forward to help her. She pulled up against the beam and screamed as her own wounds protested against the effort. Warmth trickled down her right leg, bubbling from a cut that still held onto the piece of the teapot. Talia felt faint as she strained to lift the beam....

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