Helena Moman (Age: 12)

She raced across the purple moors following the light It was close but yet so far Its weakening rays fought against the dark veil of the night It shone in the sky like a dying star   Her only hope...

Prologue Heather cautiously tread between the tentacles of the lush undergrowth as not to give herself away. She had spotted a hare, she tensed, ready to kill it. It had a slight limp which was a bad sign. If she...