My name is Scarlett, but I'm called Scar, the girl who sees things...visions. Since I was a very small child, I've been haunted by nightmares that come true. Ignoring my magical power was never the answer. A lesson my mother learned a little too late. Have you ever closed your eyes at night and hoped against hope that when you awoke, you would be someone else? Someone who didn't have to fight to survive?