Where there are words; there is comfort. ●°●°●°●°●°●°●°●°●°●°●°●°●°● It's exhausting, The dreams I have; Trying to make what's fantasy, Include no hardship. Into false of hopes of reality. ●°●°●°●°●°●°●°●°●°●°●°●°●°● ☆In this universe, there are only few things that could last. One of mine is poetry.

Cleo Duran 17 & half year old teenager who lost her dear mother at age 7 is now living with her stupid alcoholic father. On the last day before spring break while heading home she finds herself surrounded by a mysterious mist and before she knows it she stands in front the hiriyu castle! this is book #1 of 3s