The world was stolen from us, by force. Ripped through our hands as cloth is ripped from those who need it. There was a time that we and the human race lived in peace but that time was quickly run into the ground then swept away by the rains. For greed grew like a weed in the minds of the human leaders and when the order for resistance was issued many followed suit; seeing ultimate power within their grasp.
But what the human race did not see, was that we and we alone held the power of the world in our hands and so when our kind was swept into hiding or from the earth. The earth's spirit began to fade leaving the humans with nothing but a dying world and the regret of ages.

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First and hopefully last ever author's note. Just want to cover disclaimer.
All work in this story is my own.
This is a work of fiction; names and places in this text do not exist.
You cannot replicate or reproduce any of this text, as it is copy righted with all rights reserved.
Lastly this novel will contain mature themes, those who are under 18 by law you are not able to continue reading, you have been warned of the content of this book. I will not be providing symbols or warnings for where the mature content occurs as sometimes it is too difficult to searate from the rest, my apologies to those it upsets! :(

This is my first real novel and i have been working on it for some time please feel free to leave and thoughts comments questions or queries. I would love any advice! I haven't completed it so I sincerly ask for your patience with any errors and for my moments of writers block!

Thank you all!