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THE SEEDKEEPER I. THE FIRE IN THE FIELD Aela was born the year the last tree burned. She grew up in the Dust Rim, where people wore bone masks to keep out the memory-smoke—the last whispers of the Old Forest. They said the world was once green, though some spoke of it with reverence, others with hunger. Her father farmed dust with encoded ash. Her mother, long gone, once told stories of orchards buried deep, bearing fruit like tears and fire. On her seventh birthday, a stranger arrived—no mask, no hunger—carrying a jar of glowing seeds. He said one word: “Remember.” That night, Regime drones came. They burned the seeds, the stranger, her home. They left her with a glowing scar. They thought the story had ended. It hadn’t.
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II. THE VAULTS OF SILT Ten years passed. Aela lived under a new name—Ashling—in the Vaults of Silt, a sunken city where the Regime trained its bio-harvesters to extract memory from the dead. She excelled. She was quiet. She never spoke of trees. But inside her, something grew. A dream, green and wild. A map made of roots. Each night, she returned to the moment of fire. The jar. The seed. Each day, she erased the memories of rebels, poets, and old-world caretakers—until one day she found a memory she could not delete: a child's voice saying, “Bury me where the forest begins.” She stole that memory. She ran.
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