OQuiet, you fool! YouOre safe now!O Rough hands gripped Ghabrie. A kestrel swooped but Ghabrie could not hear its call. She could hear only NahriaOs shriek. Ghabrie strained to glimpse her little sister through the mass of rebellion warriors and Prometheans. The two sides were withdrawing, both claiming their spoils and retreating. Ghabrie thrashed: kicking, biting, struggling against strong arms that restrained her. ONahria, IOll come for you!O The butt of a rifle thumped the side of her head as her words still echoed across the barren landscape. Ghabrie slipped into an oblivion brought by the hands of her liberators. Fourteen authors take you on an unprecedented post-apocalyptic journey.