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"The Setting Sun" by skatabo
The sun was a saffron stream in the late summer sky. The heat of the afternoon had given way to a simmering eventide, the stagnant air a miasma of compressed sweat, the lingering odour of abandoned food and drink, and the ethereal emptiness created by the recent vacancy of what was once a massive crowd.
Cheryl Shelly wiped her brow.
The Altador Cup finals this year had been a roaring success. The competition was as fierce as it had ever been, and the fiery determination of each contender was only intensified by the intensity of the ardent fans in the wings. The resounding alarm that had announced the final goal to the world had thrown the crowd into a frenzied cacophony strong enough to shake the very foundations of the colosseum. Tears were shed, songs were sung, and victorious cheers and chants filled the air like the smoke of an uncontrollable flame, consuming everything in its ravenous maw.
And then they were gone.
All but her, of course.
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