So they were all going to a place that, according to Makita's map, was going to be very sunny and warm and tropical. It would be interesting, she was sure, but the idea of all that ocean was odd ( Read more... )

It had been barely a week since the most recent lull in the fighting. Both sides had pulled back to bury their dead, or at least honor them since all the bodies had been incinerated, but the war was still definitely on. The brown-haired boy had lost his mentor in that slaughter. The green eyed girl with him had lost a father. They had a war to ( Read more... )