Prologue:
In the full, never-ending, circle of light from the full moon, a woman raced through the Sacred Woods. On her arms were various tattoos of the moon and Selene. She raced through the woods, her feet trampling over the dead leaves and twigs that had fallen from the large oak trees. In her hands was a sheath with strange Latin sayings on it. Inside the sheath was a sword, a very powerful sword.
Her breath became quick and short. Her muscles felt weak and sore. Ahead of her each step was the cascading moonlight glow, but everything in back of her was covered in a dense shadow. The Atrox chased after her, searching through the dark for her. Although the moon was full, the dense shadow prevailed. It stretched out and grasped her neck, forcing itself into her nostrils, overtaking her. With her final strength, she ran from the shadows with her moon amulet ripped off. The amulet fell to the ground soundlessly and the Atrox, angered, chased after her once more. The woman drew close to a lake, the Forgiving Lake. She looked back and her pupils shrunk in her deep blue eyes. She took a deep breath and leaped into the murky waters where she drowned.
