The day of my birth.....two thousand years ago in the abyss of darkness. I, Adira, arised cloaked in blinding light with a full fiery mane of hair that stretched down the small of my back. The First Day, as it is called was ruined by another birth. The birth of my brother, Amnon, with his beautiful sunkissed skin and serpent like eyes. The day of our births have given both of us a distinct defined marking on the nape of our necks. There is much I do not know about my brother, but I am certain that he is a wolf in sheeps wool....
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