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... ick columns of black smoke coiled upward into the sky like malignant serpents, blotting out the stars.
"Fire?!"
Rory’s eyes flew wide. She shot upright and sprinted to the glass, planting her palm against it as she scanned the horizon in frantic disbelief. What she saw made her stomach twist sharply.
Nearly every sector beyond the immediate cabin grounds was burning.
Flames tore through structures in the distance, painting the night in violent shades of orange and ...
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