Prologue
“Run, Uri. Run,” came the voice through the trees. I ran. I ran as far and as fast as I could. I promised myself that I would return and find out what had happened to my people, and when I did, I promised myself that I would destroy the thing that had made me run. “I will return,” I shouted back through the trees, “and when I do, you had better watch out.”
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