It drew me in. The pulse inside tugged me, like a chain around my heart. It was a cage, a trap, which I was to play in. Every second I hang dangerously close to the edge, my decision is my saviour. Yet my decision is also my downfall. Maybel, was her name, our legend. Whispers of her where found in the walls, her markings a guide for friend and foe alike. My name is Ember, I have fallen captive to the devils snare. Now I must find my wings, to fly.All Rights Reserved