A twist of fate, the twist of a knife. Lyra lives on the streets, scrounging for any food and money she can find. It's all she's ever known all sixteen years of her life. How is she to know better? How is she to know that her life is about to change? (Ok that summary is absolutely terrible but I haven't even started writing the story yet. I just have a load of ideas floating around in my head I will update it as soon as I get my head around it aswell as the title so if you have any suggestions please leave them in the comments)