Prologue

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  It's funny how these things tend to work. You start out great but one small thing just makes you throw it all away. Hell I never knew what a few small choice words could cause. Though in my world I guess I wasn't thinking at all, I was just standing my ground. Here the strongest are at the top, the strong will only survive. We had a good thing going on between clans, it was us the Solars. We had our name given to us due to the fact we control the territory during the day. At night the Lunar clan comes out, and we go into our homes. Hell, if I hadn't stayed out then I might of had you still beside me. So this letter I'm placing on your grave, is my apology and the start of her story. My daughter is gone because of her husband and that damned child! All because of his damned eyes! Why?! Of all the men in this world you chose him. He was from a line of dead clan members and you were a beautiful servant girl...As your mother I wanted the best but now look at you. Dead in the ground and everyone's reminder of you was the stupid woman who gave birth to that mistake. I'm her grandmother but that child....I'm giving her to the Javar to be raised as you were. From day to day the elders mock the eight year old and she comes crying to me. I knew you and that bastard man loved her but I can't. She knows where you both lay now though. I told her to come and tell her story to you when she was respected enough to face you. I fear that day may never come for her because she is the child with devil eyes, created from the man with the devil's power. 

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