Chapter 18
Midnight Sun
Marcus Chen · 4.3K words · ~18 min read
# Chapter 18: "Midnight Sun"
The alarm woke me at 10 PM into light.
That was the thing about the Arctic in summer—the sun refused to set properly. It dipped toward the horizon, kissed the edge of the world, then changed its mind and climbed back up like a guest who keeps saying they're leaving but never actually reaches the door. At 10 PM in Bodoe, the sky was the color of a bruised peach—gold and purple and amber, the kind of light that made everything look like a painting and nothing look real.