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Throne of Blood and Ash

Caught in a deadly game between Gods and Demons, Angels and Devils, Izalith Snow was torn from her home and family and cast into a World of Blood and Ash. Lost in the Exalted Wheel, Izalith must lift her blade toward not just the Heavens but the Hells and all that may live in between. Carrying the Blade of Laevatein at her waist and a mischievous grin, Izalith journeys through the Hidden Realm of Arcadia. Unaware of the lingering eyes tainted by sin, a dark, looming smile obscured behind a veil of smoldering darkness is revealed. ***

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Tenebrous

Staring at Ves sitting across from me in the carriage, I flashed him and Crowe a smile. "Are you excited?" 

"You seem to be." Cece leaning her head over my shoulder said. She perked her head up and giggled. " You look quite excited. Like a little kid." 

"Odd since you hate public places." Crowe joined with a weary groan. He glanced out of the window, lips folded down.

"What's wrong with you?" I asked. 

"Unease," Crowe whispered darkly. "I can't explain it. But I could practically smell death." He turned to Cece. " Can you tell me what the steps are? I'm sure you've seen a few."

"Talent, Fate, Prowess and the Ceremony. Usually, kids don't have to participate in the prowess and Ceremony stage. So they tend to be exempted unless the parent says otherwise." 

Ceremony?" Crowe instated.