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a summons

The sun sat hot and heavy in the bleached sky, and filled the tiled cloister with the heady, too-sweet stench of overripe peaches. Aella, despite being covered in heavy, white robes, seemed comfortable in the heat. Her umber face was dry and calm.

“The summons came, then?” Aella said.

Glimmer nodded, and clutched her waist. “They can’t know, can they?”

Aella’s eyes sharpened beneath the brim of her hat. “No, they would not be so subtle if they suspected. It is merely your time.”

“Sayla said to run.”

“Perhaps. Though the request is valid, there may be time to delay.”

Continuation of Ironblood

(Written for The PredictionChallenge words: brim, cloister, valid)

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