Mara

"Yes," I smiled. Everything was falling perfectly into place. My plan to absorb Heather baby's white soul and gain immortality was nearing fruition. Once the ritual was complete, ultimate power would finally be mine.

These fools had practically gift-wrapped the perfect sacrifice for me - a newborn babe born of a Luna, the purest spirit imaginable. I almost laughed at how easily they played into my hands after all these years exiled and scorned. But no more.

Today I would take my rightful place leading these pathetic creatures. They would kneel and grovel for mercy that I would never grant. My vengeance would rain down brilliant and terrible at...