11 partes Continúa Contenido adulto"In the beginning there was Aesharil, undivided and sacred, cradle beneath the twin moons.
Seren, the White One, poured forth the breath of life; Veyra, the Dark One, guarded the silence of death.
And as long as they danced in harmony, the earth remained whole.
At the heart of Aesharil burned two flames: Elyrion, city of the rising sun, and Velyn, city of shadow and stillness.
Two sisters, different yet united, entrusted with the keeping of balance.
But humankind could not await the time destined for them.
They hungered for eternity and raised towers of silver to seize the breath of the moons.
Then Seren wept, and Veyra veiled herself in wrath: their tears fell upon the earth as fire and light.
From their sorrow was born the Fracture, a wound that devoured sky and soil alike.
And from the depths of that anguish rose the Avelyn, children of sin-creatures of light and shadow, keepers of mankind's memory.
They offered a pact: that man should share the burden of sorrow in exchange for forgiveness.
But the mortal kings refused.
Thus began the War of the Moons, which shrouded the world for a hundred winters.
In the end, when blood mingled with the waters of the Silver Lake, the earth's cry became a blade of light.
Aesharil fell, and from her were born two enemy lands: Elyrion and Velyn.
It is said that only the Lady of Shadows heard the echo of that cry, and within the silence of her mask she gathered the moons' final will.
Thus she sealed the Pact, and from that day the children of the North knew not death, but only the eternal weight of remembrance.
This is the wound that still divides the world, and this is the memory that must never be forgotten:
for what once was Aesharil shall never return-except in the dream of the moons."