July 25, 2016

     In Motoxano everyone seemed to sleep late.  At least that’s how Veena felt, as she slid from her bed at five–thirty that morning.  They were missing the best part of the day she thought, as she gazed at the violet glow rising before her and the final twinkle of th...

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