Yet the skies after heavy showers that had started at midmorning and continued into the early evening.

Clear skies or stormy did nothing to affect her vision. All she could do was give her blessing to the brief little things flitting their lives on that spinning ball of rock and mud. It belonged to a power far beyond that of the assembled divinities. Yet, she had not power to control this tune.

She had set this thing in motion, caused the first domino to fall. Eyes like the first melody you hear after heartbreak watched the play taking place in the city far below. Song stood at their fore, her form youthful and ancient as befit she who set the stars on their journey, dictated their course to make her music. Beyond them, in a place of shadows and power, a crowd of gods watched over their shoulders. Their course was set in motion eons ago, they knew the way as they knew the end and the beginning. Turning in the eternally graceful cacophony of the universe, stars in Choirs and multitudes peered down into the city of New York. July 15th 1:37am(EST) - 1 Year, 2 Weeks, 1 Day since first contact.ħ9 degrees. Darkness birthed him, a blade fathered him, Death was his first lover. This is the moment the legend of the Wraith begins. This is the moment Vlad will choose between murderer or victim. The moment you decided your life is worth fighting for, bleeding for, and killing for. All Characters and events portrayed in this anthology are either fictitious or are used fictitiously.Īll rights reserved, including the right to reproduce this book, or portions thereof, in any form.Ī legend is made the moment you deiced the cost is worth the journey. A Rising Knight Volume 1: Everything That Has an End

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