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She walked into the bar as the fire burned in the night beyond, and for…

There ain’t no sun today; hell, there ain’t ever much of a sun, not the…

There was snow in the wind’s teeth. The boy rubbed the stinging cold from his…

The fire came over the prairie as if the anger of a God gone mad…

Emma stood by the window of the caravan looking over the dry field at the…

Just before he died, Salvador thought of the girl from the club; the way she’d…