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In the dead of night, the leader stood there in front of all the children. Some were five, some were ten, some were in their teenage years. The gentle breeze swept throughout everyone and made my skin crawl. Only the leader’s chant could activate whatever was inside of us. I was anxious but I was hoping for the one place I wanted to be, with the Animal Controllers. They were always within the village and the farm, speaking in tongues of the animals. My mother was one of these people but my father was an Elementer. He stood with everyone else who was of his class and to keep the elements from destroying Duille, which was Irish for leaf.