Chapter 8

The crescent moon rose over my head. Its gentle light shone through thick clouds and left some glowing spots on the burning ground, making one feel that the moon itself ignited all this area.

I stood in the middle, outstretching my hand for those sparks coming back. All of them glowed in the night's silence, flying slowly as innumerable harmless firefl

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