by Youssef Hegazy
On the cracked white expanse of the Iron Salt Flats, a nun races across the dead earth on the back of a giant ostrich, a newborn hidden beneath her robe. Behind her, a swordswoman is hot on their tail. Faith steadies one hand. Steel drives the other. Neither will stop.
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