“See you on the other side,” Teodor said. “And remember to breathe.”
I grimaced and sat down to catch my breath. After the explosions this morning, I never expected to see another side of anywhere.
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I woke this morning when the mountain groaned. It had rumbled twice in recent memory, but no stories from the past eight generations mentioned eruption. When the ground shook today, however, windows rattled until one smashed. My eyes popped open. I rose from the lambskin, peered through the crack between the door and frame. Other eyes peered from doorways across the dusty road. Distant explosions and shrill voices echoed from the mountains, and I sensed the odd glow growing towards the cities of the plain.
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