Prologue
It was dim, and fog-like in the dungeons. Small microscopic particles floating aimlessly through the air, catching light from the moon.
The small girl watched as they seep through the cracks in the bars of what kept her prisoner her. She knew of the punishment she'd receive, trying to hold onto all the parts of the past she could grasp.
In a matter of time, she'll be taken from the gloom covered cell into a room full of memory devices. Maybe it would be a new fresh start for her, erasing all her memories and living down on Earth.
But she'd also heard the rumors... The memory wipe didn't always turn out to be permanent; and the memories that could come back to such a fragile body would mean destruction.
For her.
And for Earth itself.
