This is the tragic, beautiful tale of a girl without a soul. I am that girl, and this is my story. Let's start at the middle . . . I ran after him, my feet sinking into the sand with each stride. The distance between us was good. I could pursue him if he kept running. I could breathe if he kept running. If he kept running, he was safe from the monster within me. Aura and Nyte are recovering from their encounter with The Mystress...