1997
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Hace 1 día · Just then, the fire ceases and I make the split decision to grab his arm and run. I bolt up, yanking on Percy as I drag him along, tripping over the hot terrain in our bare feet. I can feel the way the hot rocks dip into my skin with ease, skin with ease, like butter on a hot skillet and it spurs faster movement. “Move. mine. your ass, Percy.”
