PhoenixFive years and twenty-three days ago marked the last sunset. The sun was a rose on fire settling on pastel sheets streaked with gold. It was glorious. Alia had perched on the roof of her new home, watching the sun settle below the tree line until all that was left in the sky were the stars. She had lingered as long as she could; though her
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Love love loved the imagery in this. Great job.
Minor things: "between to families"
"her smile a parenthesis for impending her panic"
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