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        ThemorningsunhadjustpeekedoverthehorizonwhenReyastirredawake.Risingearlywasahabitingrainedinhersincechildhood.Oneshecouldn''tshake,evenafterfourteenyearslivingamonghumans.

        AsMoxihadoncetoldher,somethingswereetchedintoherverygenes.Unchangeable.

        Whatwasthatwordagain?

        Ah,right.Instinct.

        Reya''searliestmemorybeganinadesolatedirtditch.

        Backthen,shedidn''tevenhaveaname.ReyawaswhatLucianlatergaveher.

        Whenhereyesfirstopened,theworldwasablur.Herfrailbodywascoatedinawarm,stickyfluidthatclunguncomfortablytoherskin.Thesurroundingswerequiet,serene,withswayingshadowsoftrees.Notfaraway,apale,human-shapedsilhouettelaymotionlessinthegrass.

        Astrangebird''scrysuddenlypiercedtheair,andherfragilelittlebodytrembled.Drivenbyinstinct,shecrawledtowardthatsilhouette.

        Thefewstepstookaneternity.Twigsandgravelscrapedherdelicateskin,leavingtrailsofclearfluidbehind.

        Atlast,shecurledupbesidethefemalecorpseandspentthenightthere.

        Thatwomanhadbeenher"mother".OrsoReyahadalwaysbelieved.Likeeverynewborncreatureinthisworld,thefirstimageimprinteduponherbecameindelible.

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