Prologue

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" Magic is just science that we don't understand yet" - Arthur C.Clarke.

Five Years from Present Time:

People have always wondered what the sensation is like when you are on the brink of death,  I was one of those individuals. Until he pierced my soul with his iron blade , the very weakness of my people , Iron.  The cool metal was unleashed on me unrelenting in strength, that was when I felt it. It was as though the lifeline of a ruby had shattered and melted, I bled incessantly .

I could not focus on my thoughts , only of him. It was always only ever him who consumed my thoughts. With his charming wit and mysterious aura, he intrigued me. I should have listened to my mind and not my heart , look where that got me.

As I flow in and out of consciousness , I think of all the events that led up to this. Was I played for a fool all along? Or is he just a mere pawn in an entirely bigger scheme ?

Then I closed my eyes as darkness consumed me.


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