Her strongest memory was of the ocean - vast, blue, and ever-present - stretching out to the horizon. It was a memory she clung to, a piece of her former life she could still feel in her bones, even as the concrete jungle of the city wrapped around her like a second skin. The girl had been a thief since she could remember, her nimble fingers dancing in the shadows, her eyes always searching for the next score. But she had never been caught, not until today.