Sixteen years ago an orphan was born. A kindly old couple found him floating inside a small chest they found drifting near their cottage. Naturally they took him in as their own.
For fifteen years the boy grew never suspecting that his parents might be other than the two who taught him the ways of the world. Until one day...
It would have been just like any other day if it weren’t for that big black ship that had come into the harbor. She was the kind of ship that young boys dream about. It was no surprise that the boy found himself dreaming.
He was just about home when the dream was awakened rather abruptly. As the path turned around the cliff he noticed that his house was in flames.
He ran toward the cottage but before he got within fifty yards his stomach turned in upon itself. His parent's bodies lay face down in the field with dagger holes in their backs.
He turned to his father hoping that perhaps he had come in time but it was too late. As he dropped his head he heard his mother’s last words: "The old tree," she said, "look in the old tree. Then get as far away from Hiperborea as you can before they get you too." And with a final "I love you" she too was gone.
The tears fell but he hardly noticed as he ran for the dock. Perhaps there was a chance. Perhaps he could catch the scum that did this to his family. And so he ran.
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