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The Fire Stone by My Harp for God reviews
The cold wind blew again, snaking across the bare skin of Harry's arms. Darkness set around her, speckled and pricked only with stars. The moon rose, shining down full on the solitary girl by the solitary dead fire on the small beach. The waves splashed and slithered up the sand, almost mocking Harry with its foam. She had come so close.
Rated: K - English - Fantasy - Chapters: 1 - Words: 2,201 - Reviews: 4 - Favs: 3 - Published: 10/17/2013 - Harry C./Harimad-sol, Luthe, Lady Aerin - Complete