My home is ash and my family are embers. I'm alone in the city that created me, and now they want to exterminate me. Except that's not entirely true--I'm not really alone. There's a Voice in my head. And I think it hates me. When Tirza's village is burned to the ground and she is captured and sold into slavery, she can only rely on her wits to survive. That, and the Voice in her head--though Tirza could swear the Voice has a mind of its own. Complete. Cover designed by TheGeekInterpreter