First Line of yesterday:

The world was on fire. Ahead of us, where Syracuse would be, the pre-sunrise sky was lit up with orange and shadowed with grey.

Last Line of yesterday:

“She shouldn’t be moved,” Lewis sighed, “but we shouldn’t’ stay here, either.”

Current Word Count:
25143

Words Yesterday:
1002

Par:
25500

Death Count:
6+

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