In a world of light and dark, a young girl survives secretly. Her name, her lineage and her identity was not known. She's a ghost to the world she was born into. But even ghosts have stories. Stories and tales that are whispered to the winds, carried away and sung in lullabies. Her soul was immortal as the stories lived on with the wind, the wind that never fades. And if ever life itself clashes with it's physical chains, her stories and tales would not be bound by the golden chains that kept her from flying with the winds, from being one with the skies and from bathing in the sunlight's glory as the sun hides behind the horizon. The chains might never break in one lifetime, but she would never let the chains break her.