Sky’s On Fire
Victoria looks out of the window and sighs. The sky to the South burns. She can’t hear it from here, can’t feel the heat of the flames, but she knows what it feels like to be closer and she’s glad of the snow and ice that surround her.
The fire could easily spread. She knows that. Winter will be no match for its hunger if the winds turn.
So she fills her buckets and packs her go bag – keeping one eye on the awesome menace – and does her best to go about her day without succumbing to her fear.
Extroduction
Definitely a story about literal fires. What else could this Canuck be referring to?
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