Prologue: Angelus Errare
It was a clear day, sunny and a bit windy, but not enough to be uncomfortable. A lone girl stood on the beach, which was surprisingly deserted. A careful observer may have noticed the lack voices, trash, or even footprints. Her long blonde hair was braided, kept back by a ribbon, and she wore a plain white dress. The only other adornment was the necklace she had, purple with an amulet at the center. She simply stood gazing out at the horizon as if waiting for something to suddenly appear. The only sounds were the waves lapping onto the shore, and the distant call of birds.
A tremor shook the sand beneath her feet. It was slight, but noticeable. She slowly smiled as one thought danced on the air.
It is time…