Prolauge: the end of the heart and the beginning of the heir.

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In their recently built cabin lay a woman as pale as ivory and a man who's skin appeared as golden brown as if the sun had kissed it. Exhausted and hungry from their long distance escape from their pursuers.
As she looks to her right the beautiful woman Luna catches her companions eye and breathlessly whispers, "I think we made it just in time my love." Stroaking his cheek which now is as red as the apple tree they had first met under she gently brushes her tender lips across his, breathing him in as she speaks again, "Not even they can track us in here."
Gazing into the eyes that once saw over his dying body before the delicate hands, which were now caressing his jaw line, healed him he gave a slight chuckle. "We may be safe here for now my beautiful night star but the army of hell will not stop searching for you and..."
Before he was able to finish his statement there came a crashing as the door to their once safe haven was blown inwards and a flood of men and women harboring red and black eyes, along with some with just the irises a blood red, surged through the empty space left behind.
Bolting upright with energy anew the man herds Luna up the stairs "Go! You must go back there now! They must not get the key to the gates"
Trying to resist she looks her love in the eyes "No i can not leave without you. They will kill you in fury once i slip from their grasp again"
"I know my love but yours and the boys life mean more to me then my own. Please Luna! Please think about our son you are carrying within you and do the right thing! And until he is ready do not tell him about me or anything else of this life"
Knowing his words were true she embraced him one last time then opened her wings of golden feathers, the wings of an angel which were the only thing in existence that were able to open the gates to the kingdom above, and in an instant she was gone leaving behind the army of hell, the world she grew to love, and even her one true love.
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