This chapter takes place around a year after the last one.
~Twilight
I lay down in my hammock underneith the stars and thought about the last year: running away, going to the desert, exploring the Kingdom of Sand, and finding this small oasis hut. Though I was only five years old, everyone in the near-bye towns knew about Ghost (they didn't know my real name, only the by the name of the assassin that they hired. I had named myself after after my old home, a gentle reminder of my parents and my stone jail that I escaped from).
Every night that Imperial was full, just like the night I was hatched, I went to The Scorpion Den to collect my new assignments, and this time was no different.