Alexis Stone is a child of no identity. That is to say, no memory of her past, the life she had before she ended in the doorstep of G--Orphanage seven years ago, before she ended up stuck with a horrible Headmistress, before she ended up as the object of scorn in that place. And yet she can see. She can observe. Her mind can comprehend lessons far advanced than people her age. She's different, unique. But it comes with a price, the price of being alone. But that was before the arrival of a strange and blank scarlet letter and a disappearing man, not to mention this strange dream. That was before The White Apple Institute. Before the real troubles of life came, and before living never appeared to be more than a word.