In Valdeluz you check the sky before you get dressed: wear the wrong color outside and you'll be asleep on the street in minutes. Then one morning the sun rises silver, a color no dye in town can make, and the only clue points to the abandoned observatory on the hill.
Part 1 of 2 in The Last Colors of the Sun
La campana de Valdeluz sonó tres veces. Nerea corrió a la ventana del taller. En la torre del pueblo, un hombre izó una bandera roja.
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