Damn! It’s not that at all. It’s not that I can hear her plea. It’s about what I’m feeling. I can feel her essence. I feel her soul merging into mine. What the fuck is this? Hell, she’s my mate?

Ramiel ceaselessly fights his demons in the dark captivity and toils on his penance. His tormented soul yearns for his beloved and her memories provide the solace and strength to endure.

Time wears him down, his tired old soul is battered, and his constant light of hope is now flickering out.

The pure blood fairy hides from her demons and fights to remain whole. The Angel of light and hope veils her. His visions lead her through the dark evil shadows that threaten to cloak her.