Prologue

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She stared at me with her deep blue eyes, I blinked and she was gone. . .


The evening light was fading, yet one girl remained in the deserted park. The swing creaked as she swung slowly while humming a tune in a low melancholy tone, there was an eerie mystery about her. She stopped suddenly, turning her head slightly, only to continue swinging.


A man entered the rusty gates of the abandoned park, on his way home from work, but stopped a short distance away from the child. He stood transfixed by the girl's unearthly stare. A scream echoed through the city and he dropped to the ground, his life coming to an end.


She walked slowly towards the slowly dying man, "I am Amaris, Child of the Moon" she whispered into his ear, he whimpered then fell silent under her deadly gaze.If he had been able to open his eyes he would have seen his murderer vanish into thin air almost straight after his death, but not before her deep blue eyes turned coal black matching the night sky just as a comet flew across the night sky, a long turquoise tail following it.



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