The Fracture

The world stopped. People stopped breathing, moving, loving. The Stars did not shine, nor did the sun. The sky was day an night, the moon and the sun died.
The world had stopped except for Orion Tempus, and Dawn Caelum. They share something that people would kill for, for the Primum will not stop looking, will not stop killing until they get what they should be rightfully theirs, what should be his.