Keeper of the Lost Cities: Elysian

Preface

There was still so much they needed to know. So many mysteries to be unlocked, and so many answers to be sought.

Everything was conflicted. In Sophie's brain, everything was a Giant Horrible Mess that would never be solved.

So. Many. Decisions.

How would they confront the Neverseen? Would they lose and ruin their cause for good?

She would have to step up as a true leader. She was expected to, after all, as she was the moonlark. 

Genetically altered by the Black Swan. 

It seemed so long ago that she was living with humans and discovered she was an elf. Born to lead. 

Tears trickled down her face. From somewhere, people were reassuring her, people telling her it would be alright.

But it wouldn't. It would only get worse.

Why couldn't anyone understand?

The fate of the world was in her hands, and she could turn the tables completely.

But... saving the world required sacrifice.

Everyone would count on her to make this decision, but Sophie wasn't ready...

This time, the enemy was forcing her to make an impossible choice.

Her internal struggle bombarded her with dozens of conflicting emotions and questions. Fear, anguish. And guilt. The most dangerous emotion. 

But she didn't care. 

Sophie forced herself to contemplate the most important question of all:

Should she save the world or save Keefe?