Chapter One

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For Every End There Is a Beginning


She can not smile. She must not feel. Fear is not permitted here. No tears, no smiles. Nothing but denial, remains.

She wanted to save everyone from pain and sorrow and heartache. But how could she when she couldn't even save herself?

"It didn't always have to be this way. This was not the plan. I didn't always have to ignore my heart. To neglect and hate the ones I sought...love from. To completely ignore their existence and face this storm alone. But, I developed a fatal heart and had to abandon 'home'."

Ameleece Soaring Keystone Uvii

She stood on the edge of the castle overlooking her kingdom. Both of them. The sky was clear and bright for a change. As if their presence chased the evil from the world above. She may have been bruised, broken, and blood trickled down her wrist, but the unity gave her hope. It shined light on places neither the helio nor Ninetili could reach. She spread her arms wide to the beings and the luna and her planet. This was what she was meant for. This was her mission.

She cast a glance over her shoulder, already planning to link hands with her sister, because they would rule together as the helio and luna did-sun and moon-light and dark. For one cannot exist without the other.

Before she could process the blank expression of her sister and put together the possession that took place, the deafening sound of bombs exploded and smoke rose; blocking out the helio's light. Debris clogged her lungs and as she tried to escape the fumes that would be the death of her, the floor caved in. Darkness engulfed, once again.

"At your strongest point or your weakest, they will always wish you vanquish. They will crave your blood because it's mine that flows through you. They will tempt the strength and courage of those around you to test your heart. For the tears you give will only be dealt with death. Your heart will be your arch nemesis, love wisely or lose greatly."

Katrice Uvii

Amelia Keystone, was born Luna 13, 3010. A princess. Her home, Lilac Spring palace, was a place far from civilization and anything that could crowd her mind.

Amelia keystone, 'died' Lunaless 2, 3016. A demon. It was a new home then, a place in her mind. A place to dwell and live on the memories that would be forgotten upon revival. A place where her heart could never be broken, again.

Amelia Keystone, awoke Luna 13, 3024. A queen. This was her last home. A home where no homes could keep her safe from her fate, now.

She burst into the room, slamming the door behind her. The room appeared as though it had previously belonged to a little girl. A pink fairytale headboard with holy white sheets developed the large bed and a hot-pink carpet sat half concealed beneath it. Among the carpet and widely spread about, lied novels and quote filled books of the 'Uvii monarchy'. The walls were a live display of the endless gray sky and puffy, white clouds.

She thought back to the medicalUrgency. How she awoke at a loss of information about herself or how she'd even got there. No one gave her answers except where and who she was. But nothing made sense. She pulled a crumpled up piece of paper, with dried tear prints on it, from her hoodie pocket. It read-in her inadequate handwriting:

My name is Amelia Soaring Keystone.

I am a princess.

I am 14 nunads young.

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