I chuckled. “Let's just say… a birdy gave me a clue. Or three.” I rolled my eyes and simply walked away. I slipped my wooden lamb mask on. I may be 12, but in Agraba, you do anything it takes to live. My name is Lei. But some people call me Little Lamb or Lambchop. You don’t show your face unless you are asking for trouble, especially if you are wanted somewhere else in Harelte. Even Kids. Agraba ...

“Lillimore!” I called, I knew she ran out here those are her tracks. I don't want her getting caught and taken away by trolls “Lillimore, please! I know you might be upset with me but don't scare me like this, not now!!” I ran out into the snow, mindlessly, frantically looking for my daughter.

“LILLIMORE.!!” I shrieked my voice straining, I tried to follow the tracks the best I could. I can see a...