Between the vast desert of Sunside where there's never night, and the endless arctic wastes of Darkside where the sun never rises, living in the narrow band of "habitable" land known as the Break was surely the ideal.

Not that Eryth cared. All she wanted was to see some honest to god yellow sunlight even it it killed her.

It probably would.

Kinda magic-y, kinda sci-fi-y story

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