It had all began with the Book, the book that he and his sister had found. The Village priests had not been able to make head or tail of it and had sent them all to the temple in the town. His family were traders and used to traveling. Someone must have said something: how else could THEY have possibly found out about it? THEY hadn't been interested in trading. "Find the book but spare the boy - and fast!" – the leader had commanded. Lev had not seen much of the fight, they'd had no chance against mercenaries. Suddenly he felt a blow on his head and everything went black...
