Tag: poetry
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The Ember’s Awakening Sample
The sun dipped low over the fields of Dawnmere, casting the world in hues of amber and crimson. Ren Evander wiped his brow with a calloused hand, leaning on the worn wooden handle of his scythe. The wheat harvest had been relentless this year, and though the yield promised a good winter, his body ached…
