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Prologue

There’s a fork in the road and even though I see it, I can’t avoid it

One road goes left, one goes right

, and neither of them ends well

I feel it in my bones,

In my bones,

In my hollow reed bones

He grabs h the dark

“It’ll be ok,” he whispers

Will it?

“We have to do this,” he says “But I’m with you I won’t leave you”

I nod because I believe him, because no matter what else, I know that much is true He won’t leave me

The room is shrouded in shadows, in flame, in secrets I step inside, and peer around, and the heat from the fire warh my heart