I can't tell you how long I've been alive... For all I know I've been alive as long as you have if not longer. My life is one of darkness... One of hiding from the people of light. My life is about never seeing the sun for fear of it's wrath... Or maybe for fear of it's kindness.

Raine looked up from her journal turning her dark eyes to the moon. The moon was full and hurt her eyes but she continued to gaze upon it. The night had just begun...  Thus her 'day' had just begun. ALone avoiding the 'people of light' With no 'people of shadow' around to keep her company.

To be continued*