Prologue

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Helena watched her jungle cat's swift motion as he climbed the tree. His golden fur seemed to catch the sunlight, his snarl reverberated through her bones. He leapt down beside her, rubbing his head against her hand, she scratched behind his ear. The Strolling Players had taken her in 3 years ago, and now she was going preform in Ombra for the very first time, as a knife thrower, excitement coursed through her, she could not wait.

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