#1. Prologue Justinas was an unusual child. “Are you okay? You look sick.” Cedric first met her on his eleventh birthday. “Can you stand up?” That day was particularly unlucky. For two weeks, all he had eaten were weeds growing by the roadside and tree bark. Even the restaurant dumpsters he usually scavenged had already been pi...
#1. Prologue Justinas was an unusual child. “Are you okay? You look sick.” Cedric first met her on his eleventh birthday. “Can you stand up?” That day was particularly unlucky. For two weeks, all he had eaten were weeds growing by the roadside and tree bark. Even the restaurant dumpsters he usually scavenged had already been picked clean, not a single breadcrumb left behind. His hunger had long since turned into pain. And then, carried by the aroma of freshly baked bread wafting from a shop, he lost control and stole a baguette. “You filthy little rat! How dare you lay your hands on my bread!” He got caught and was beaten to the brink of death. Perhaps because he had been starving, his head was spinning. His limbs felt weak, and the repeated blows to the back of his head left a dull ache.
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