Black Wind: Firelight is on Wattpad


Man is the creature that builds, and the most simple and sacred of his constructions is a fire.
– Anonymous Castan

Her name was Margo, as she made known to them when the echoes of her laughter died out. She was so far taken with the plague that she was barely recognizable as a woman in the dim light of the settlement’s campfire. She was squat and bow-legged, filthy of dress and hair, missing most of her teeth and both of her shoes. Her skin was pale and flab, but her eyes were bright and cunning.

Read Firelight, part 6 of Black Wind, here.

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