Fiction — The MagicLand Chronicles
The Fires of Easterly
Little did we know that beneath the glow of the continuously burning Easterly fires was a city of magic.
Some say it’s been two hundred years since the Third Eradication.
I don’t know. How would I? I don’t keep a calendar. I don’t have a way to tell time aside from the sun’s location against the burnt trees. I can tell you the day, the month, the time of year. But I can’t tell you what year. I don’t know anybody…