Follow a girl named, Jorden as she lives amongst dark fey on an island, hiding forced into exile in order to survive the world around them. Follow her as she grows with grace and beauty and the fierceness to intimidate even her enemies.
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It's been two weeks and everyone is still getting settled into the Moors. Me and Udo have set up our abode in the rocky side of a mountain surrounded by Udo's clan mates. Natalie the mother of Cole makes her way over to us with her recent addition to the clan in her arms, her baby son Aiden, who already has his downy feathers and tiny horn nubs, soon he'll be old enough to walk on his own and before long taking his first clumsy flutter of his wings. He'll never know what it feels like to grow up in captivity and away from the hate outside. He'll grow up in safety in the Moors along with those who will join him. He will no doubt hear of the tales of the evil Queen and her rightful downfall for many generations to come. Hello Udo, Jorden. She greets us warmly as she walks up to us.
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A few days later at the edge of the Moors a little girl is playing with a stick, drawing in the dirt. She is small an lonely, she has no parents to take care of her and the building she was staying in no longer exists. So she wandered around the tall grassy fields looking for something to eat. Normally helps the seamstress by collecting scraps of clothing left behind from the materials not used and sales the scraps for a pretty penny. Whatever scraps are left the seamstress lets her keeps the scraps and she fix the holes on the young girls dress.
Today however the seamstress shop is still being rebuilt and the little girls wanders aimlessly through the rubble of town. The more she walks the farther she gets from town until she is at the edge of the Moors. Not having the courage to cross she sits just at the edge a little ways past the wooden tree bridge with it's impressive vines. The little girl soon becomes bored and starts plucking the grass into the river this gets the attention of a few fey children playing at the edge on the other side, the moors.
What are you doing? You are killing the grass?! Shrieked a fey boy concerned as he watched the girl continue to throw the grass into the river before her clearly trying to tune him out.
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