

Today that fear had led Aurora Pavan to sign her life away before she ever had the chance to really live it.Īs she was primped and prettied like some kind of sacrificial offering, her mind remained stuck on her morning spent in the throne room. She had gripped her daughter’s shoulders tight, and Rora could still remember the pinch of pain, the furious beat of her heart as she saw how afraid her mother was and learned to be afraid too. It was a vow that her mother, Queen Aphra, made her swear on the day she reached twelve years. Unstoppable as the desert sands riding the wind. The skies went dark and the earth trembled, and all of man knew Rezna’s rage. And from the heavens, she poured her progeny out upon the land.

Children of light and air and water and fire, children whose wrath and sorrow matched her own. When the first tribes of Caelira forsook their ancestors in the stars, the goddess Rezna fashioned for herself new children.
