Prologue
There is a legend. A long lost legend told eons ago by a famous Diviner, Amelia Dustheart. It was not a prophecy or the future of someone, but of an event. Such an event may or may not have occurred, but she came to call it the Rising of the Shadow. Who this event happened around and whom it affected was unknown, only that it went completely unrecorded by history textbooks, and become forgotten memories of the Headmaster’s. Whether or not this event foretold has taken place or has yet to take place will forever be unknown.
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A child sighed as he gazed out of a wide window streaked with cold rain. It was a lazy kind of rain that left one wondering where the wind had gone. It thunked against the glass in seemingly never ending buckets. The child twirled a strand of hair between his fingers, pulling it painfully at his scalp. He was deep in thought, yet at first glance it was hard to tell.
He had to a shadow to chase.
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