Liat had always felt strange, different, when among the other children in the Rogue village.
Yet they were the ones who she trained for war with. The ones she would be conscripted with.
Liat didn't want to join the Rouge's army. She didn't want to be a Rebel.
Zan had died last night in the very war she would be joining.
She had a strange feeling that she would be among the next to join those named as the Lost.
Liat stood and walked out of her cabin, unwilling to perform as part of her training group of archers. Yet she walked to her Gathering Point, greeted her fellow trainees, and began the tasks allocated to her.
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The Daughter of Truth | ✔️
Science FictionAmong the Clan, and the Cult who rule them, blue eyes are considered a curse, and any child born with blue eyes is killed within hours. But one child, blue-eyed Verity Ross, escapes the Cult's misguided superstition and her certain death. Yet it m...
