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=Part Four=

"Is that everyone?" I called across the dock. Two more people, a young red-headed girl and someone that appeared to be her grandfather stepped across the slim wood plank. I followed silently them across and pulled the plank up and into to boat. The gentleman dropped a few gold coins into my hand for payment and then went to join the others gathered on deck. No one spoke, but meager few that did, talked in hushed voices. No one really wanted to talk, after what had happened. I stepped up to one of my only friends, Edmund. He was an elderly gentleman, somewhere in his 60's, and had a small addiction to things that jingle, he had given me something close to what I had been missing my entire life. "Tell Abigail and Demetrius to go help you get the ropes ready, we're casting off" I whispered. He nodded and shuffled away to carry out my orders. I walked slowly up to the wheel. Before casting off I glanced once more at the remnants of my home. It could barely be recognized as the thriving city it once was. It's great towers and buildings now lay in dark ruins, wisps of purple fire flaring up in the ashes that had settled in the broken streets. Something had happened. Something unexpected, unnatural, and unforgivable. And... It probably wasn't over.

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