Breath of Life
Prologue: Memories
I remember long and empty corridors. Giant bay windows allow sunlight and moonlight through illuminating the lonely halls lined by paintings of our royal family. I remember warm hands comforting me and lips caressing mine. I remember extravagant balls and beautiful, expensive gowns twirling to the sound of violins and harpsichords. I remember the laughter and joy erupting from my lips as I frolicked through the castle grounds hand in hand with my partner in crime. I also remember the torches, the enraged crowd demanding justice. I remember the smell of burnt flesh followed by the screams of our people. I remember the life slowly drained from my body, and the sticky warm liquid on my fingertips. All these memories haunt me and whisper in my ear of curses as I hide in the shadows searching for what's been taken from me. My humanity.
"Blood stained hands
Expelled you from your lands
Insulted the witch
Now you get your wish
Beware of the child
By her own people exiled
Born under the Sun and the Moon
Will end this curse soon
Broken with her own blood"