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Beatrice's ears perked as she hear the
district sniffing of the Yuani. Panic flooded her mind, they coldn't find her there she
thought. She went against leaving
through the river grate and silently
scaled the fifty foot wall. The grass
cushioned the sound of her feet as she
landed on the other side. Here goes
nothing, thought Beatrice and in the
blink of an eye flitted as far as she
could from the fortress. Welcome to
Methus, where living was a constant battle.
Will Beatrice succumb to her hearts
deepest longing, or is fate still not
satisfied and crush her cold heart to
little glass shards... To lead fate into
chaos or be lead by it into whay
possibly could be the deepest pit of
agony or an immense joy.