Prologue

One angel. One message. One million unexplored worlds. Can the angel get the message out in time?

Midnight. Stars gleam and the moon shines. Dragons roar in the mountains in the distance, owls are calling and hawks circle the sky searching for their prey. The wind howls ripping apart bushes and trees and throwing leaves around in mini tornadoes. Snakes slither around searching for its enemy to sink its teeth into.

Down in the forest, a young girl with a broken wing, an angel, they might call her, sprints through the trees and bushes holding her left arm. She looks back over her shoulder occasionally to see if anything is following her. But what is it she runs away from? She runs away from the fear. The fear of knowing what lies in the forest. 

The End

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