I felt two big, rough hands on my shoulderblades, pushing me down. The last thing I saw was my sisters wild, blond hair and her clear, blue eyes. Her tears were falling, rolling down her cheeks and to her neck. She was the opposite to me. My hair hung straight down, black like the feathers of a raven. My eyes were the light in the dark, emerald green. Now they´re just as dead as my halo. After Maia had broke the law she ended up in hell. Together with her sister she has to fight against the queen.
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