A novel, by Mattea Lusk. "The work camps they sent us to aren't just work camps, they're torture camps; they force us to write, hour after hour, day after day. Our hands swell, and our fingers blister, turning purple in agony. If we ever stop, we're killed, or punished. Writing is all I know, and I'm afraid it's all I'll ever know." ~ Luna [L.N] Age: 16 All rights reserved ©All Rights Reserved