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Another WIP

He’d spent a lot of time thinking about the fire in the sun. Light was everywhere on the land, a none too gentle pressure forcing its bright, infinitely narrow fingers into every crack and crevice. Some of the bright bounty was captured by plants, solar batteries of infinite patience. Most of it simply seared, dried, dehydrated, desiccated.

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