The Cost of Breathing

In Carnegie's town, survival isn't about how fast you can draw a gun. It's about knowing which way the wind is blowing before the storm hits. It's about being useful-and keeping a low profile.
I survive because I notice things. The weight of quiet authority in a man. Redridge.
I see the intention in his actions, things a girl like Solara is too sheltered to recognize. Maybe I notice too much. But only those who watch closely will stand a chance if world's structural integrity finally begins to fail.
A story of duty, missed connections, and the heavy cost of staying alive.