It took them nearly two weeks to reach their destination.
“How much further?” Adelynn panted, her entire body slick with sweat. The air had become so warm that breathing proved to be painful. The flare was just a day away. Maybe less. And there were no towns or buildings in site. Just sparse, deadened forest. “We need to take cover from the flare.”
“We’re here,” Neba said, picking her way through the dry brush. The Firewalker came to a stop between the skeletons of two crumbling trees.
Adelynn looked around, seeing nothing but the dry, barren remains of a nearly-dead forest. The land was parched - worse than anywhere else Adelynn had ever set foot. Worse than some of the water-starved towns her parents had taken her to when hunting down information on Firewal...
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