"C'mon Travesty."
"Is that why you gave me that name? Am I absurd and distorted?"
Three hundred years of riders. The Valkorin bloodline, renowned for boundless courage and valour, have always been assets to their wings as riders. Tierney learned not to fear death, nor the god of death who only takes what she prizes and never returns. As a Valkorin, honour and pride come before fear. However, while she does not fear for herself, she is terrified for the lives of her loved ones. Grief haunts her, a name she can never see the face of again, a constant reminder of her loss and her weakness.
The Rider's Quadrant, where her brother was murdered, will she survive?
He knew her, before he even saw her.
His description is accurate to the point it's terrifying. Tierney, even without his description, Bodhi knew who she was, her wandering eyes, her walk, her beliefs-each detail resembles the man who saw his face before his relic.
A single promise leads him to leap off a cliff, seeking to become boundless and see her once more, his Travesty.
"Oh, how dangerous it is to love someone so."
"Don't make me think of you with someone else, Tierney, I can't take it, not when we're like this."
travesty
/ˈtravɪsti/
noun
a false, absurd, or distorted representation of something.
Kamari Riorson has always wanted to be a rider.
Serving her kingdom, defending those who couldn't do it themselves was her biggest dream. That is, until her father was captured by the very people she looked up to and executed by the creatures she thought to be the most magnificent beings in the whole universe.
She was pulled away from her family, placed with people who she knew wished for her death for what her father had supposedly done, and left alone with her grief.
When she enters Basgiath War College, all she wants is to make it through alive. Little does she know faith has planned way more for her.
{Fanfiction set in the Empyrean universe}
{Liam Mairi x OC}