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0. Prologue-Ashes to Ashes, Dust to Dust1

The last of the elder faery's life essence, simply put-faery dust, was mixed in with the first drop of that morning's dew. All were present to witness this special event-the birth of a fledgling. There weren't many around nowadays, and once the time was right to birth a new faery, their entire world stopped for the occasion. The light rain cleared up and the first sunbeam created a burst of light so prismatic that they all had to shield their eyes. The last petal fell from the oldest rose, and as the sunlight faded, they looked up and saw a tiny, flimsy figure laying amongst the leftover ashes. The new elder spoke, "We shall call her Elysiana." And her emerald eyes opened.2

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The bar fight ended quickly enough. Darren had been pushed out the door, and hit his head so hard on the pavement, he was knocked unconscious. He woke up many moments later very disoriented. And confused. He was not outside, nor anywhere he knew at all. Crumbling stone rose high above him, and a stench so foul his lungs hurt was weaving its way in and out of the floorboards beneath him. He wanted to cry out, but found he was tied and gagged to the strangely beautiful, and obviously antique, four post bed. He began to notice that with the stench now came a strange mist that was starting to take a form-a human form. Pallid skin, crimson lips, and raven hair with matching eyes stared down at him moments later. "Isn't it the sweetest thing? Realizing these are your final mortal moments..." and then his mouth was at Darren's neck, and Darren wanted to scream, but all that came out were whimpers. After that, he never saw a sunrise again. He had been reborn into eternal darkness.4

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