Dusk in the Depths

The old mine cart groaned and squealed as its rusted wheels turned.

Though Kira was small, she was surprisingly strong—strong enough to push the heavy cart along the tracks.

Noticing Harper watching her, Kira pointed eagerly at the cart, then at the pile of coal on the ground. Her meaning was clear: load it up and haul it back.

Harper couldn't help but smile. "Good thinking, Kira."

She was limited