Misplaced Preface

Reckless Energy

Never Emerges Gracefully

And Dies Easily

So History has taught

And History is a part of all of us

It belongs to us all

It has shaped who we are

And we shape it by what we remember

By what we conclude about those who have gone before

History so often paints a biased picture

As I pace these echoic halls so empty

Brittle glass crunching beneath my boots

Think of those who have tread the same path

Their thoughts, their dreams

Their fears, their plans

All a part of who I am

Twi, who is not invincible

Ject, who would do anything for his friend

Revel, who will rule them all

Xlack, who will become a legend

Before I can tell of me

One must understand these heroes and duty-seekers

Revolutionaries, rebels, and renegades

For my survival depends

Upon proving the truth

Of a simple statement

One person can always make a difference

—The One They Misplaced

Collector of memories

Teller of tales

Including this one