Mere Pause

Brass Ep. 74

Iron re-took the driver’s seat. “Head west,” said Fuen. “My friends waiting on the shores of the peninsula. She’ll get us off this island.”

Copper hesitated at the door. “If what you said is true,” she sighed, “were merely dreams.”

“There’s nothing mere about dreams,” replied Fuen.

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