Prologue

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"Morgan!" Devin screamed as she urged the spotted horse faster. Her heart pounded, and she clung to her gelding's mane as she scanned the trees for the black-haired teenager. Trees flew by the pair as the horse ate up the ground, scanning for the girl as well. Devin caught a glisp of footsteps in the mud off the side of the trail.

Devin turned the gelding and raced alongside the footsteps, going up the slick bank that was marred by someone who must have crawled up the slope.

"Morgan! MORGAN!" She screamed, her heart begging for a response. Then, a figure came into the distance, standing on the edge of a cliff which was overlooking a valley.

"MORGAN!"    

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