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PROLOGUE
There are several planes of existence. Several different species. Some are more intelligent then others, some have special gifts. The inhabitants of most of the Planes consider the Human Realm to be the 'monkeys' on the 'evolutionary' ladder.
Humans are crude. They are barely one rung above Demons, barely. Humans learn while intelligence among Demons is a rarity. Though that still wasn't saying much for Humans.
Cerriwyn HATED the Human Realm. She hated the sounds, the smells, everything about it. She rarely ventured from the Fae Realm, only to the Vampyre's when Sabre made her but she hadn't had any choice at all this time. She had reached Fae adulthood.
Now she had to spend one month in the Human Realm, live as a Human. She didn't understand why this tradition was upheld. Was it to make the young Fae grateful they were Fae? Anyone who had attended Archer's lectures was glad they were anything but Human.
Human's couldn't fly. They couldn't dance on rainbows or disappear with the mist. They were confined by gravity in those disgusting sacks they called bodies. This mortal body! Cerri utterly despised it! Her human form was of a young female with long, lithe legs and a long lithe body with a few curves that confounded her. Her purple eyes passed as 'contacts' and her matching waist length hair had been termed 'dyed'. Now all she needed to do was find out what these terms meant.
She was already homesick. A few hours on this Plane and she felt like she would die from fear and loneliness. She didn't understand anything going on around her. Humans rode in these things, made of some kind of metal she assumed and they were noisy, noisy and emitted horrible odors. She barely understood the Mortals at all, their words ran on and on, nothing making any sense.
Cerri wanted to go home!