Fragment Who cares what some fop in armor thinks Staggering around and sniffing up my Friends were mortified when I left Him bloodied and bruised. The brute. In this light she looks like an angel Sent to take away all my pain She turns away in tears at my glance I can't help it if I'm not who they want. He found us with his little friends Holed up in a barn, helped by his own People too afraid to fight or hope They took something from our flight. When we left they were intent On rebellion. An old one took me Aside and whispered words that Made me more than a fragment of him. Quinn must relearn everything. Wade, Rembrandt and Maggie struggle to get him up to speed on a world where reading is allowed only by the nobility. Serfs still belong to the nobles and the foursome must try to fit in until the slide. Quinn's learning curve doesn't bode well for the group when he gets them into a bit of trouble.