Before that winter, Clara had been a normal teenage girl. She spent about twelve hours a day using one of her family's many computers on an OnLife site. She'd never seen any of her friends in person. She'd hardly ever cracked a window or door. She'd never even left her own home. And why would she need to? Everything...
Keeper. That's what they called her. The one person to mediate between the Dark, the Light and the stone cold. The one to pass justice to beings much more powerful than she was. A human in a world full of Elves, Dwarves and Gods, one she didn't know existed. Scared, that's what she called herself. The one who had just...