Burning Ember

There's nothing quite as dark as being out in the country around midnight on a hot summer night. Without the street lights and the neon illumination of civilization, the pitch blackness takes a little getting used to, which is why I was walking slowly and carefully down the steps of the back porch of my Uncle and Aunt's house.

I couldn't see my hand in front of my face at first, and even after a few seconds my eyes hadn't adjusted to the darkness, but there was no mistaking the li

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