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Prologue

"Maria, we need to go. Hurry up!" A saddened voice called to his broken wife.

"I know, I know." Came the broken soul of a woman, losing something so precious to her heart. She looked down at the baby she holds, with tears in her eyes. "Be safe my child."

Placing the soft little girl in the basket of woven weeds, she places the amber amulet around her neck.

With one last breathe to her new fresh-born, she scurries off after her husband at the end of the entrance. And leaving behind a piece of hers curled on someone's doorstep.

As she rushes off, she prays to god hoping to see her child again. The same child that's behind her, crying her eyes out for her mother.

The mother that will never come back.