Beautiful and intelligent. Two words that described my people. Two words that would describe our descendants. Two words that would place me as a target in one of the most complex wars of all time. The way I figured it, the only way any side would win, would be by deceiving me, distracting me, and throwing me into well planned situations, that would leave me feeling lost… and unnerved. As to who was the final victor—unto whose lap I was thrown upon—I may truly never know. This is my story. A story of how I became a piece of a puzzle, and of how people decided my life’s path for me.
