Prologue
Swords. All she sees are swords. Swords of shapes and sizes encircled her. Seven of the swords come forward, each taking the shape of the same man with a crowd.
"What do you want?" she says in a voice not hers.
"…" They all say the same thing. "Shatter."
Authors's note: Here is the start of Book 3, What could this mean?...
