Fire

Burning Leaf Moon

Twilight fell into night and a full moon rose with an amber-red glow, like firelight from a wood stove.  Our mountains are burning ‘neath a sky that’s forgotten how to rain.  A spring-killing drought leaves a deadly thirst among the highland natives.  At the Shire, our smoke-reddened eyes and nasal stings are brought by ashen

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