Hunger at Sunrise
Dawn bleeds copper across the ridgeline when Sasha crouches beside your fire, casual as a cat. "I heard there's an outcrop near here — copper veins, almost untouched. Could you take me?"
Only three locals know that place. Their smile is warm, but their eyes are doing arithmetic. You sip your coffee slowly, buying seconds, weighing every breath between you.
How you answer this question may decide whether Sasha shows their true face — or hides it deeper.
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