Prologue
This is a story about some people who will either gain or lose everything on the spin of a die. But that's later. Right now, these poor people have no idea what's about to happen, for the laws of thousands of years will no longer apply. If this mismatched and ill matched company doesn't learn how to get along, all that they had, all they have left, and all they will have will never have been, never be, and never will be. This is a story of light and darkness, of right and wrong, of pain and healing, of truth and lies, of love and hate, of joy and sorrow, and it's probably a story of some I haven't yet thought of. However, I have to warn you – the lines will be blurry and there'll be plenty of gray. Friendships will be made and broken, trust will be forged and shattered, wings will mend and break and I hope that we will all learn something from it.
This particular story doesn't unfold around one single person but includes many. They all have their own stories that are intertwined with the stories of many others. The telling of all of them would take more knowledge than I have, but I will tell as much as I can.
This is the first story, the story of a girl named Kitara but Named in the True Speech Shaalar, which roughly translated partially means Shadow Demon. Told by her, it will be missing events that happen in other stories.
(A/N): What do you think? Please tell me. And I don't mind flames or insults. It'll be awhile till I update 'cause I have to change a lot of things.
This is a story about some people who will either gain or lose everything on the spin of a die. But that's later. Right now, these poor people have no idea what's about to happen, for the laws of thousands of years will no longer apply. If this mismatched and ill matched company doesn't learn how to get along, all that they had, all they have left, and all they will have will never have been, never be, and never will be. This is a story of light and darkness, of right and wrong, of pain and healing, of truth and lies, of love and hate, of joy and sorrow, and it's probably a story of some I haven't yet thought of. However, I have to warn you – the lines will be blurry and there'll be plenty of gray. Friendships will be made and broken, trust will be forged and shattered, wings will mend and break and I hope that we will all learn something from it.
This particular story doesn't unfold around one single person but includes many. They all have their own stories that are intertwined with the stories of many others. The telling of all of them would take more knowledge than I have, but I will tell as much as I can.
This is the first story, the story of a girl named Kitara but Named in the True Speech Shaalar, which roughly translated partially means Shadow Demon. Told by her, it will be missing events that happen in other stories.
(A/N): What do you think? Please tell me. And I don't mind flames or insults. It'll be awhile till I update 'cause I have to change a lot of things.
