Book One: Midyan
I am old now, old beyond counting. The One has taken my eyes, and my strength, and the skill of my hands, but my mind is as sharp and clear as it was when I was a girl of ten years. Why I have been allowed to live so long, I cannot say; perhaps to tell this story, for I am the only one left who can tell it. All the rest, all who were there and saw these things — all are gone now. All but me.
Some who grow old are cursed with forgetting what has gone before; but my curse is different.
I remember everything.