Prologue
A cold wind blew harshly across the plain where a lone figure stood, her long brown hair billowing around her as she shut her eyes and gracefully leaned into the wind. She reached up, fastened her cape around her shoulders, and, taking a step back, ran in the direction that the wind was coming from. As she expected, a cliff, she pressed on faster, the sight of an endless drop not slowing her down, but instead making her reach down and find the energy needed to propel herself off the edge as fast as possible. As soon as her feet left the ground, she angled her body downward; becoming a blur along the cliffside approaching the ground fast, anyone who was around would surely have thought her dead. Not her though, this girl had some tricks up her sleeve, and at the last moment, she spread long angels wings, one white and one black, and pulled out of the dive. Soaring along the valley with air under her wings, in a perfect world the feeling would stay forever, but this was not a perfect world, and the feeling, like so many others, would not last. So is the life of Rayne Dragoni, the one who slept for too long, and has woken to find her problems have not disappeared, on the contrary, they've just begun…