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Dragon Fire by Dina von Lowenkraft5/27/2023 ![]() Anna ripped off her glove and the piece of coral went flying. ![]() But as soon as her hand touched June’s shoulder, a burst of energy exploded from her stone. “Hey.” She wrapped an arm around June to comfort her. But Anna could feel her friend’s pain lurking under the surface. “It would take more than an avalanche to kill me,” June said, trying to smile. “I’m glad it’s not yours too,” Anna said. June and her boyfriend had also been out on the mountain when the avalanche claimed Fritjof. ![]() She turned to face June whose cobalt blue eyes were at odds with her otherwise Asian features. She had never liked Fritjof, and even though she wasn’t glad he had died, she wouldn’t miss him. She usually kept it in her pocket, but today she wanted to feel its soothing energy closer and had it in her glove. “You seem as eager to go to Fritjof’s memorial vigil as I am,” June said, startling Anna with her sudden appearance.Īnna fingered the oval piece of bright orange coral that she had carried around like a talisman since she was a child. The procession of students continued on without her, leaving only the fading sound of crunching snow in their wake. ![]() ![]() Even though it was mid-afternoon there was no sun, just the luminous reflection of the moon. She stopped on the hill in front of Tromso’s three-year high school and watched the water of the fjord shimmer below. The candle flickered in the subzero wind but Anna made no move to protect it. ![]()
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