The Mourning Light

The Beginning of the Ending

     I am angry. Angry at fate, angry at him, angry at myself. But also angry at the fact that I can only feel so much. As my story will allow, I am only allowed to feel certain emotions and never at the same time. So while my fury rages at everything and everyone, I cannot love. I cannot love the one person who literally turned my world upside down.

     I should put out a disclaimer: This isn't some girl-meets-boy-she-can't-have-and-falls-desperately-in-love-with-him-and-he-leaves-her kind of story. I don't even know if there is an established category for my story.

     My name is Dhalia Elizabeth-Anne Theft. A mouthful, I know. I guess you would assume that I have an age. Technically I am an immortal, but i "live" to be 25 years old before Life hits the reset button and I start completely over in a new place. For the entirety of my immortal life I have one job, which we'll get to later. So whenever my life resets on the eve of my 26th "birthday" I am pulled into a warp that sends me somewhere, without warning. The shittiest part used to be that I was born as a baby to a brand new family; now, I believe, it's that I keep all of my memories from my previous life.

     With that being said, let me fill you in on where I'm going to take you. 15 years ago, I was a dancer in Raleigh, North Carolina. That's where I met Lucas Indie Ferron.