"If they open the gates and surrender, they are all to become your slaves and do forced labor for you." -Deuteronomy 20:11 Abigail: My dreams torment me all night long. I see shapes emerging from everywhere, flames licking off every surface, and arms grabbing me. I hear the cries of the people closest to me and the cries of those from the orphanage. Fingers and nails pull at my hair, clothes, and skin. I can't break free, I can't find my wings or my feet to carry me away. I startle awake, sitting straight up. I find myself in my tent. The sun has already shone away all the dew from the morning. Everything sounds normal. The usual song of the forest calms my mind so full of nightmares. I see that my body is wrapped in bandages and at the moment I don't care who stripped me nake

