Winter of light.
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The story begins on a freezing winters night, the invisible behind the heavy snowfall. The tempature a mere 10°. A terrified young woman locked in a cage like a animal, shackles around both ankles and wrists;a power dapening collar around her neck. The collar defective just enough to allow her healing ability to be used to just barely keep her alive. Tortured daily by not only the whether, but by humans that would love to see her writhe in the torture room stryker had created to expierment on her. See if she gets out of it and what becomes of her in her journey to become LIGHT.
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