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Analeigh Winters wakes up in a lone cabin in the woods with no recollection of who she is or what transpired. With only one person to rely on to get her memories back, betrayal comes to bite her back hard when she realises not everything is as it seems.

CAPTURED 
BY THE 
BEAST

There is a prophecy, dark as storm, whispered among the higher ups, afraid of what the general public will do if the knowledge of it fell on their hands. 


Paranoid of all was Arthur King. Having received the throne by dirty tricks, it was just about time before his rule came to an end. 


It won't be easy to have it back, he thought, because he wasn't going down without a fight. 


And when the beast comes to claim what was originally his, he will be ready. 


He will be ready for it and he will end it. 


This is quite a contrast to the prophecy you see, because the prophecy clearly states that: 


When the land of gold will crush by clay, there will be no salvation for a hundred and a hundred years. 


But just like lightning will come a storm, for the beast will come to reclaim his throne. 


And by his side will be none other than the mightiest Luna there ever has been or there ever will be for a long time. 


All men be ready, for the return of the exiled King. 


" Bullshit!" Thought Arthur, " Utter bullshit!" 


Indeed it seemed like bull to him for he had ruled for years and years with no sign of the beast which could onlymean one thing, the prophecy is a scam. 


For with his eyes he had watched the life seep from the exiled King's eyes and with his hands he had pushed him off the cliff and unto his doom. 


He gave an irritated sound and moved from the large glass windows that gave an amazing view of the dying land below him, his ridiculously large cape sweeping the floor after him. 


He walked to his golden throne made entirely of gold, took off the cape and sat facing the throne room that he had ensured was furnished with gold too. 


A fool, he sat, stating at all the wealth before him with a sardonic smile. 


" This is all mine." He said, " I won it, I keep it. Its mine! And no one....No one will take it away from me. " 


That he said, but in a land far away. A dark land spoken about in hushed whispers for it was a forbidden land. A land that no one dared venture into for the darkness that crept among it.


PROLOGUE: THE PROPHECY OF THE EXILED KING.