No matter what people said, my feelings were justified. Deep down everyone knew it, even though they were pissed at me by the end of the week. I guess I'd be mad too, if some brat doomed a whole town for slaughter. In which a young adult male is kidnapped every five years in order for peace to remain across the land. Sorrel, among other young men, isn't one to just give in to his fate, no matter the consequences. (First few chapters cross posted on deviantart under WitchiEaglesyn)