Prolouge

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I snatched the small flicker of light and sighed. I was deeply grounded for my behaviour,
Mother knew what was wrong. She told me I should ought to learn. She yelled at me, each hour of each day. I cried and begged for mercy but I knew I was wrong.
I sat upon my bed and howled. A sudden reign of light poured over me as I sat up and stared. Weird flickers of light flew around me. I glanced up and blinked.
The flickers were golden sparks that hushered me. I watched in amazement at the beautiful yet strange veiw. Then they vanished.

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