The chosen few
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Hiding is weak but with him I have no choice. Stepping through the ever-silent forest I try not to make any noise that would lure him to me. For he is one of them. He is one of the chosen. We run from the chosen. So, did he.
My name is Anastasia Lacewell and this is my story.
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