I never knew

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I never knew where I came from, who my parents were, when my birthday was.

Though as I walked this cobblestone path through the streets of London, I knew only one thing.

And that was whatever home I had or whatever was behind me was no longer there and no matter how hard I tried to remember what I thought I lost, I'd never find it or remember whatever I was trying to get back.

My only thought was how all the warmth I felt disappeared within the snowflakes that began to cover everything that surrounded me.

My name is Anna Kushina, but why don't I know anything else beyond that?

The red flame in my hand blew away from the chilling air.

A red flame...how ironic...

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