Ember’s Heart #88

The funeral procession wound through the city like a sea of black cloth flowing between the broken and scorched towers, some of which still trickled smoke after two whole weeks. At its head the flood bore a green and gold coffin on a pure white bier and it followed behind a King wearing pure black armor …

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Ember’s Heart #85

The horn continued in the distance, until it was overshadowed by a low, thunderous rumble that Ember knew well. Imperial rockets. So many. Would there be anything left of that beautiful city? Could she make it in time to do anything? She noticed Kemdry look at her and jerk again, his eyes going even wider. …

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