Orion Wren

ContemporarySlow BurnPlayfulSarcasticLoyalHumanOCFemale POV

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INTRODUCTION

He found the artifact with your family name on it before the sandstorm hit. Now there's nowhere to run from either secret.

The lantern flickers when a gust hits, and Orion glances up at the canvas. Then at you.

Pulls the folding chair around and sits on it backwards.

I've been doing this job for eleven years. I have never — not once — pulled something out of the ground that had a living person's family name on it.

Gestures at the seal on the table.

Here we are. Trapped by a sandstorm.

The joke he was building doesn't come.

You knew something. Before you came to this site. Didn't you.