Thirteen was found by The Hunter as a toddler, not long after the signal tower appeared. At first, he raised his shotgun, ready to kill her, but he hesitated. Something about her red hair... he couldn't. So, he took her home. He put a chain on her a...
It has been a couple days since we escaped from the metal palace. Thirteen won't tell me what happened, but she's been obsessing with the journal, and has taken to writing her own entries in the blank pages. Right now she leaned against the railing of the boat, jotting things down in the book with her hair tied up behind her.
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I don't think she's been sleeping properly, but she's helped us fix up the boat and even decorate it. I swear, she was something else.
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"Who's Amphirite?" I had asked her when I saw the boats name. "Amphirite is a Greek goddess. A wife of Poseidon, god of the sea, and one of the fifty daughters of Doris and Nereus." She had responded. "How do you know that?" I had asked her as she flipped through the journal. "Mrs. Collins wrote it down. As.. as a story for Micah." She had replied.
"She seemed to love her child a lot, huh?" I asked her, leaning my head on her shoulder. "Yeah."
Now I had finally gotten her to sleep, and the notebook clasped in her hands. I tugged it from her grip and turned to the page Thirteen had stopped on. Going from there, I read through the journal until I got to something interesting.
My dear husband has slipped off the edge of insanity. I thought he could hold on longer. He began branding my babies, me, and himself. He was branded with a one, I was a two, and so on. Micah, my youngest, cried loudest as a number was burned onto her knee. We're all leaving tonight, to get my brother Connor and go to the safe space.
I swear, I dropped that book in shock. Thirteen woke up and fell off the bed. "Waz happenin'?" She asked, looking around. "I... Thirteen, you need to read this." I said. She rubbed sleep from her eyes and read through the pages. Suddenly, she seemed alert and awake. "Micah was the eleventh kid... The parents where one and two... Micah got the thirteenth branding. Elizabeth was Luannes daughter. Elizabeth could control metal." I said.
