My name is Seraphine Dalca. To you and most other Shadowdwellers, I don't exist. I am part of an extinct race called Luxbellatores, creatures that fought for the light in the old days. If you don't mind being tracked down and killed for reading this slander against the Shadow Queen, by all means, read on. Perhaps you'll even realize you're one of us. In which case, by all means, come find us. We'll be waiting at the Sanctuary which is easy enough to find unless you're shadow-blind.
The Sanctuary isn't very big, or very elegant. As a matter of fact, if you find the slummiest part of town, that's probably where it's at. There aren't many of us here either: our leader, Liam; Lucas; Ori; Aaron; Ciana; Dawn; Eliora; Aileen; and I are about it. That's not to say we're weak. Umbrawalkers don't last a second if they come within a mile of our hideout.
But all that's beside the point, you came to hear a story, and I have the perfect one to tell.
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Shadowlight (On Hiatus)
FantasyLuceat lux vestra Translation: let your light shine; motto of the Luxbellator The problem with this motto is that there are only a handful of Luxbellatores left. Me, Seraphine Dalca, being one of them. My question is, how bright can we possibly shi...
