Amari Zanders. A kid who escaped slavery and, in a world, where humans have turned their imagination into uncos (power or magic). He doesn't have any. Not only does he have no unco, but he is lost in world full of wonders. Will he ever be raised from his burden of being alone? Or will it end of him being alone?
''Okay men, we've hunted enough it's time for us to go back to the village!''
Andre encounters a bunch of Scyl me who were gathered around three carts that are carrying dead antelopes and other animals that contain meat. They prepare to leave but one the men stops them by lifting his finger and slowly scans through the area.
''What's wrong? We're done we should get going.''
''Yeah, we should, but something's wrong here. Someone's watching us.''
While Andre is in hiding spectating the men, a raven flies and sits next to him. He pays no mind to it, but the raven seems to be looking straight at him, and the more the bird's eyes are locked towards him the more uncomfortable Andre started feeling.
The Scyl man starts scanning through the woods faster and moving at a quicker pace. His eyes have turned into the same eyes as the birds.
''Hey hey hey. What's going on?''
''Someone's here!''