Elena's POV

For many years, Centuries even, I have waited patiently, nurturing my anger and feeding my thirst for revenge. I wasn't always like this. I was once healer a protector of my people, and a keeper of ancient wisdom, just like my kind.

They called us wielders of black magic, but they were the true monsters. We had done nothing wrong but to live our lives in harmony with the world, practicing arts and wise words that had been passed down through generations before us.

Our village was hidden deep inside the forest, it was a sanctuary that had not been touched by the hatred and problems of the...