Colton was bold. After leaving the temporary shelter of the abandoned house and running from village to village, always sticking to the shadows and slums, Strelitzia realized she was in Hedgeqhill. Slavery was illegal in D'treroh and yet he managed to trade lives while extorting free labor right beneath the nose of the crown. Afterall who would suspect an ex councilman who was supposed to be long since dead.
That meant that every person that she ever expected to come to her rescue had been so close, and yet there she was mutilated, on the verge of starvation seeking a safe place for herself and her child that she couldn't feed. Death had begun to loom in every shadow beneath the boughs of bare trees. The God sung his sweet song when she slept knowing that each time it took longer and longer to wake with Sabrie's cries the only light that pierced through the veil.
