Blight
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Ongoing24m
Last published Wed, May 18, 2016
Witchcraft.
The ancient word hangs in my mind as I kneel in the dirt. My fingers, chalky with dust, working slowly. Carefully. I can't afford another mistake. Already the rocky ground is littered with broken bits of metal, cracked cogs and de-twined springs. Here and there, peppering the mess, shiny bits of white glass reflect the low green glow from outside.
It is forbidden, what I am doing. Only the great god Bask has the right to create light. If I am caught, I will be punished severely.
I shiver at the thought.
No. It doesn't matter. Keep going. Time is running out.
I have to save them, even if they take my life for doing it.
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