The challenge word is Line and one brother is lost as the other searches.
All there was to see was a faint, dusty line in the dry earth but it called to him, quickening his heart with hope that it might lead him to his brother.
He coaxed the torch against his hand, willing it to fragile life as the sun set behind him and the encroaching darkness threatened to steal his hope again.
This was the fifth night since the creature had taken his brother and each night had been as perilously cold as the day had scorched his skin.
Could he survive another night?
How would he go on if he didn't?
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