That night, while the rest of Quinn's Rebel group was sleeping, Liat left.
She took a small bag of supplies, the map and her bow with a full quiver of arrows.
Wearing one of Jedi's dark shirts and her own black jeans, she was nearly invisible in the darkness of the moonless night.
With one last, quick glance at the two mounds on the hillside, she turned and walked into the trees.
Jedi could not have died in vain.
She had to see to it that he didn't.
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The Daughter of Truth | ✔️
Ciencia FicciónAmong 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...