| History never changes. It repeats. It errs. It lies. After all, it lied about her.
She knew it was only a matter of time. She knew the Radicals would come. But knowing never seems to make it any less sudden. Even as the war raged on, Elvira Hamilton was sure she was safe—safe in her little village, safe in her garden, safe under the canopy of stars.
That is, until the Radicals, fueled by their desire for a pure human race, set out to eradicate those with the powers that… |
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