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         - Flaming Torches
       
      
      The last dying rays of the sun shone upon him and John stood up and began to pace about the camp. Shrill echoes clouded the misty cliffs. From the southeast precipice, a glare cut through the darkness above. The silence yielded to noises of pursuit. Now he knew the truth.