Prologue

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Theodosia's POV
I imagined death so much it feels more like a memory. Is this where it gets me, on my feet, several feet ahead of me?

Time slowed. The car- a blue Ford Focus, license plate HRE-537, with a broken right indicator light skated towards me. It was agonising. I could see it coming, I was counting down the seconds, but all I could do was stare. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, nine, number ten-

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