I slipped silently into the night. Carefully checked I had everything I would need. I glanced back possibly saying goodbye to the only house I had ever known or perhaps cursing the people inside. I turned away, wishing I could bring Fynn. But he was too young. As dangerous as it was there it was safer than where I was going…..
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