"Is that why you can't speak?" He says in a strained voice pointing got the coarse iron band locked around my neck. I hesitate for a moment. Yes. "Why?" It is safer this way. _________________________________________ Along the wall very few things are certain. The forest is dangerous, magic is treason, and any who disobey will die. Saorsa has spent most of her life in fear of the guard hiding in plain sight, and trying her best to follow the rules set forth by the king in hopes of one day earning her place in the kingdom. Until one night changes everything. Now she's going against she's ever been taught in an effort to stay alive long enough to find out the truth about herself and those beyond the wall.

I'm fed up with the lies. The fear and the accusations. I want people to know the truth. The whole truth about how monsters are some times the greatest hero's. And heros are the biggest cowards. I want them to know that sometimes the person they fear the most is the one trying hardest to save them. That the ones with the darkest shadow hold the brightest light. I would know after all I'm Death. And this is my story. This is my truth.

Do you know what's worse than being trapped. Being cursed. One moment of weakness was all it took for her to curse me. To stick me in the one place I wanted to leave watching and waiting as bit by bit I am torn apart as I loose more and more of myself everyday. You know what's even worse than that. Being given false hope. Being told that everything would be fixed if you did the one thing you could never do. The one lie you promised yourself you'd never believe again. The thing that broke you in the first place. Love...