The Cafe at the End of Lantern Lane
Chapter 7 · free to read
The fourth spark was going to be difficult, because something had started putting the lanterns out on purpose.
It was not blowing them out. It was only walking past them, and they were going out.
A fox the size of a house cat, with a blue flame floating at his shoulder like a balloon on a string.
Nine lanterns out. Eight nights left. And the ledger had not gained a line in three days.
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