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“Have you been to Chuvaesol?”“No.”“Really? Well, I have.”“Good for you.”“I’ll tell you about it.”“Oh, no thank you. My stop is coming up.”“Shhhhhh.”…Near the Atlantic coast there is a small town named Chuvaesol. Not many people have heard of it. Once you’ve been there though, you’ll never forget. I myself have only been once, as a tourist, of course.It was the middle of their Summer Festival when I went. The locals told me the street musicians could make crops sprout from rain and grow from sunshine with just a song. Ridiculous, of course. M...
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(Attention: This story contains mental health issues, self-harm, and some violence) Fire. Everywhere. Smoke. Gasping for breath, Cassian rolled, hitting the ground hard. He coughed and covered his mouth with a shaking hand. No use. Fire burned all around, stealing whatever oxygen he tried to inhale. Smoke stung his lungs. He opened his eyes, which had been shut, already knowing what he’d see… Except. Cassian saw no fire. No smoke. He saw no raging battlefield or serpentine enemy. He was prostrate beside his bed. The blankets were still ...
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