The Girl Who Rode a Bronze - Part I by KnittedBunny, literature
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The Girl Who Rode a Bronze - Part I
Nerat. Early spring, 1761, 3 Turns into the Seventh Pass.
Though it was still dark, Surra opened her eyes. The black stone of her cave ceiling stared back. She could feel a warmth wrapped up next to her side... Kaia. The thought of the green fire-lizard – her only constant companion – made Surra smile. The lazy beast was still asleep.
As Surra shifted and sat up, arms stretching for the ceiling of the low cave that was her home, Kaia gave a muffled squawk of protest and sat up as well, her multi-faceted eyes whirling yellow with reproach. Smiling, Surra reached down and stroked an eye ridge to soothe the lizard, and Kaia's inner