• Ch1

    "Demons are Ravens
    and Angels are doves
    is it fair to love more than
    your chosen one?"

    "Do doves and crows fight mommy?" i remembered asking her one day when i was little.She looked down at me with a smile but also with sad eyes and said,"For you ,love, they pledge there life".I do not know what she meant by that but mother has always been strange.As the way of a see'er she would say.My mother told me that every person in the world plays a part.Some more important then the other but all equally needed.The rich remind u of wat u can achieve and the poor show us what we do not want to become.

    My mother ,a see'er, has these . . visions.But they are usually of all the unbalances in the world.Unless I'm in it.Then it balances..She told me one day that when my body dies my soul will not go to heaven but it won't go to hell.I will got to a place with weights.And the weights represent the worlds unbalances.i will balance them out for the existence of time.I will not be reincarnated because there is to be only one holy scale.That is me.

    I breathe in and breathe out.Calming myself and trying to clear my thoughts.Centering...Clearing...Channeling... "Fate! Fate! Dinner's ready" my sister came running to me.Her long curly black hair ,identical to mine, Bouncing behind her."Your such a menace" i giggled sarcastically as I swooped her up.Then he both froze.She could sense danger to.Still so young,yet so focused."Demons" i whispered to myself hugging my little sister grace to my chest.And right on cue Three crouched Demons in human form creeped from the foliage of the tree's.

    The middle one sniffed the air and looked at us with sharp red eyes shining with insanity."Well well well looks like we have a very special meal here boys.".The one on the left branched off and continued to say what we were."A healer of and ,Quiet a rarity, a Holy Scale".The third one licked his lips."This is not your place Demon! BE GONE!"I shouted."Were not affected by your meek little level 5 spells missy" the middle one spit evilly.They approached and i tried to roll myself over Grace.Trying to at least protect her.Then like magic the words left my lips,"come"



    TO BE CONTINUED. . . . . . . .