Since birth, she could see each person's guardian spirit. Whether gifted or cursed, Lf was viewed as an outsider, an oddity, and perhaps even mad. She had thought that she was the only one with such an unexplainable ability until she met Brasir, a slave unlike any ever captured during the summer raids. He warned that a plague was destroying their race and swore that he could stop it because he was able to see what others could not.
When Lf freed Brasir, who had been claimed by a powerful jarl, her family was forced to flee the only home they had ever known. As flames consumed their longhouse, Lf, Brasir, and her kin sailed away on their dragon-headed ship. Her siblings placed their trust in Lf and did not look back. Still, Lf asked herself, did Brasir's words hold the truth or were they simply ash layered upon scorched earth?
