Darkness spread like a blanket over the thousands of graves, each one glowing in the moonlight.
Kalla, the first angel, stalked amongst the graves, casting two shadows from the two moons and growling lowly. Mors, the second angel, watched on, its metal tipped fingers digging into a flat, crumbling stone, carving a name, and two dates.
Somewhere, many miles away, a child was born.

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Hello
This is my first lengthy book I have written, I do love constructive criticism. Please tell me what you think.
Please don't forget to vote if you enjoy, and continue reading cos I promise you, it will get better, this is just the prologue so it is short and.... yeah.

Also, you should check out Imogen_Horton because she writes some really good stories, her book X is probably my favourit, so yep, enjoy.

Oh, and do not copy my story, it is all rights reserved. Thanks 😊