The road is long and silent. Ahead, an old man crosses, not even bothering to be watchful. This place has robbed him of all he has loved, and he has nothing to protect, nothing to care for.
Some people need a reason to survive. Trenna doesn't; base survival, existence, is her reason. But Kina needs a reason, something more than just the need to be, to exist. And she did. She had her mother and sister and Joss. But now one third of the equation for the reason of her existence has disappeared.
She feels as if she was a three-legged stool, and one leg has been taken from beneath her, hacked away to leave a messy, gaping hole. Now she stands, uncertain, on two legs. She feels unbalanced, broken. And so she searches the streets each night for a sister who is either gone or does not want to be found, and she does not know which hurts her heart more.
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FantasyAll her life the fire wall has been standing. Trenna has been enclosed, her whole city circled by flames. She always thought that her city was the world. But then everything changed. Pierce, a childhood friend, is not dead after all, and her mothe...
