You are listening to the final story for the month of November here at Clarksworld magazine.

I'm your host and narrator Kate Baker. I hope that you are well, my dear listener. I hope that

you were sliding into the holiday season as gently and effortlessly as possible. And thank you

for having me as your companion and all these stories here at Clarkshold magazine. Thank you for

your ongoing

support. You allow us to do this each and every month. You allow me to read you these stories

each and every month and we cannot do this each and every month without your subscription

or your patreon.com for slash Clark's World contribution or you heading over tosville citizens or checking a few bucks our way via donation.

Every little bit helps so I cannot thank you enough from the bottom of my heart.

Our last story for the month of November is titled The Fire Burns Anyway and is by Kemi Ashingguwa.

Kemi Ashingiwa is a writer and grad student based in Palo Alto.

Her work includes the splinter in the sky.

This world is not yours.

The King Must Die and several short stories,

which can be found in Reactor magazine, Clark's World,

Anathema, Speck, from the margins, and a few other places.

And if you like what you hear, I highly suggest you go back to Thin Ice.

So, my dear listener, I hope that you can sit back, relax, and let me tell you a story.

You're peeling ginger in the communal kitchen beneath your rental unit when you decide to quit.

The job is killing you, surely and not so slowly. You used to love weaving dreams for your friends and family. When you were a kid, you'd run to the neural scanner in your mom's office as soon as you got

back from school. You'd hop on to the stool in that small, blindingly white cubicle,

tugged down the helmet from where it dangled above your head,

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