Tarrair was a land split into six different sectors. Lux, Tenebris, Ignis, Aqua, Terra, and Aer. Each sector represents a element, and has their own government. Within these sectors there are even those who have control over their sector's element, called mages. Normally with so many different people with powers this strong living in such a small area there would be violence, but in Tarrair there is another threat. The Abiit were animals born already half dead, with overwhelming strength and a intense need for blood. They plagued the sectors of Tarrair and only the strongest from each sector stood a chance against them. *************************************************** Amar hated his life. Being a aristocrat of a thriving sector was extremely boring. Ruue was just another beggar on the street. No one gave her a second glance. Nual liked to think of himself as a rebel, who would never settle down. Everyone else thought he was reckless. Gratia's training to become royal adviser was a dream come true. It helped that she had been best friends with the crown prince ever since she was a child. Aireene did not have a home, she wandered from sector to sector. It's so much easier to keep a secret when you have no one to tell. ******************************************************* Where the line between life and death is nonexistent, the border between rationality and insanity is incredibly thin.