Prologue

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Wind.

Rain.

Thunder.

She ran as fast as she could, like she was running from the mouth of hell.

She ran as fast as she could, towards an unknown future, an unplanned future. But a future of freedom, of choices that she could make.

A future without a dictator. Without having to live in fear and without the abuse.

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