Kaina Merlyn Fic
A horse-drawn wagon rolls along a stretch of dirt road. To the East, which is the right side from the driver's seat, a small stretch of windblown grass, a wider span of rocks, and then the calm, clear waters of the Bay of Glass. To the West a bed of thorny bushes from which sprout an irregular wall of trees that grow up and out, their branches stretching above the road as if reaching for the sea, their leaves breaking the summer sun's light into dappled shadows across the young faces in the wagon.
At the front, driving the wagonKaina's decision to leave
escaping the other kids
getting to irogonie
seeing her parents
- effects of being near her other self
- parents accuse her of being a changeling
- parents probably white knights
finding the black knights are the only ones who take her seriously
At the front, driving the wagon
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