Facets of Feyrie

The First Prophecy. Seed of Death and Dragon's womb, suffering her fated tomb. She, our savior, the Fallen's soul, shall shed her blood to make us whole. A vengeful Darkness she will arise, her love calls forth the Darkest tide. Yet, if her heart has ceased to beat, the world shall eclipse in Dark complete. * * * Pretend Ma told me the terrible things done to me were for the greater good. That I would be a hero and fight for those who can't fight for themselves. I'm not so sure about that. I am sure that my time in this world is drawing to a close. I'm okay with that. I even wish for it, some days. Then I meet him. Mr. Glowy Eyes. I'm also sure I'm a monster, and I'm certain that he's so much worse than that. But he also shows me something important. Very important. Do you want to know what it is? . . . Are you still waiting? I can't tell you, silly rabbit. Who gives something like that away? Mr. Glowy Eyes is waiting, too. In the dark . . . Under the bed, I can't promise he won't eat you . . . but I can promise you won't mind when he does. Contains mature themes.

Ever get a job that sucks? My name is Iza Black and my life is the sucky job. I mean yeah, there are perks. Live-in maid service, free food, and I get this purple, sparkly aura thing. But there are way more bad parts. So many people, so much pain. Sleep has divorced me completely, and I'm living their nightmares now too. I'm not sure I'm strong enough for this, that I can do what needs to be done. But I have to. Because it's my job . . . because someone needs to. These people need violence to meet violence. Hugs don't always fix things in our world. Then there's Phobe. Frustrating, Phobe-the-jerk. How does he fit into this, you may ask? Well, you're about to find out. Contains mature themes.