Lacy's Point of View
My world just crashed right in my eyes.
When will the chaos be over?
I want to feel like a human again.
Even in my hideout, I don't feel safe.
What if Xavier sells me out to those people at the door?
What if they present an offer he can't refuse? What becomes of me?
I think of those possibilities and conclude that I need to find a way out.
Xavier may have saved me from the snare of the fowler and the perilous pestilence of the angry wolves, yet I don't trust him.
He may have rescued me from the terror by night and the arrows that fly by noonday, yet I don't see his shelter as my fortress of solitude.
In the end, blood ran through his thick veins. What if he disappoints me in the dying minutes when I least expect it?
Using my eyes, I navigate the fo
