The Daughter Of Time

Prologue:
In our dark and lonely world, the wind ran across the sky the moon was about to sink into the darkness as the sun had started its daily creep-up.
The people of California sleep peacefully awaiting their precious golden giver of light not knowing a young 13-year old girl has been hacking away at a job that no-one should have. Bringing death to evil.

Kyra stood tall even with her blond hair chopped of unevenly not by purpose, cloths tattered and torn and a sprain in her arm. She stood tall and proud, her dark golden eyes glinted as the first rays of sun shone on her lighting those golden eyes with new found hope and confidence.
Her laugh rang around her , she had lived yet another day making this her 4750th day of living breathing eating and feeling.

“I’m ready for you Kronos try and get me down. I dare you”