Prologue

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The cost. The price.

Adella scowled. What was the point?

She put her hands on her ears but nothing would stop the ringing. The bells of the funeral. 

Now, the death bells would be for her sister. 

What could she do? Only time would tell.

But, time was running out fast and she was desperately trying to find the right price for her sister's release. Or, they'd both end up as two corals at the bottom of the ocean. 

Yes, the time was ticking and Adella better run fast. Or should I say, swim fast...

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