Of Dust and Dreams, Pt. 3

Short Fiction

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Raul sat with crossed legs on a worn wooden chair in the empty town hall reading a leather-bound book with no inscriptions on the cover. He closed it with a slap when we approached.

“Good to see you again, folks!” he said cheerfully.

“We thought it over and decided to camp her for a while.” Lauren twisted the corner of her shirt.