Prologue

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I am running, running from everything I have ever known, running from my life, running from myself.

I lost everything that I have ever known.

My mentor, one of my only living friends, murdered. Everybody thought its was me, but I was there, I saw.

She killed him.

Sliced through, he crumpled, eyes fading. She chuckled, grinned at me and pronounced these words:

"Here we have the cursed exiled."

Then she sped away, into the darkness.

I returned back to camp, she was there sitting and smiling innocently like nothing happened.

My leader thought it was me, exiled me. She watched with satisfaction in her eyes.

My clan and my family chased me away.

Their names will forever be scared into my heart.

All of this has led me down a path that I will walk happily.

Breezeclan... I will end you.

Rewritten 4.9.2018

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