In the criminal world, stories of a set of blueprints to a mystical flying machine have been floating around for some time now. Even poorly made replicas are going for a premium. Synelis is determined to get his hands on the real thing. Days of meticulous scheming lead him to the royal palace of Isle Verborne, where he plans to steal the schematics in the midst of the night. But when his plan goes horribly wrong, Synelis needs to rely on his target-the royal inventor himself-to save his skin.

"I'm gone now, but I'm still very near. Death can never separate us. Each time you feel a gentle breeze, it's my hand caressing your face. Each time the wind blows, it carries my voice, whispering your name. When the wind blows your hair ever so slightly, think of it as me pushing a few stray hairs back in place. When you feel a few raindrops fall on your face, it's me placing soft kisses. At night, look up in the sky and see the stars shining so brightly. I'm one of those stars, and I'm winking at you and smiling with delight. For never forget, you're the apple of my eye." Mary M Green Gibbs Carter is a troubled young boy who is grieving the loss of his grandfather, Jude. Being that the two were close, Gibbs felt like he had a part of his own heart ripped from him. A few months go by after Judes passing, and something extraordinary happens to Gibbs. Gibbs has a dream about his grandfather. But it's nothing in the ordinary. It was his grandfather reaching out to Gibbs behind his veil of death. Confused and frightened, Gibbs does not speak of this night and those that come after. But as he grows older, his new sought ability grows stronger. And Gibbs doesn't learn how to control it until its far too late.