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Prologue

My first memory was of the day of my naming. I remember that the nuns carefully dipped my head in the sacred oasis, carefully, timing it just long enough to bless me spiritually, but not long enough to drown me. "Let us name her Syra, after the wind spirit." Sister Iio suggested.

"No, no, no. She is more like the sky spirit, Let's name her Tyla!"I remember the other nuns saying. The other nuns must have included my guardian, Sister Laanga.

When I was very litle, Sister Laanga used to worry about me. I was very shy, and reclusive. I had a hard time with the other children. That was before my first day of school, of course.

That was the fateful day I met Syra.... (INCOMPLETE)