Dragoslawa

In the Ombrae, people are whispering: "The King will never return," and the panic rose as the sky was menacing to send their soldiers to ravage the monstrosities living here. Banshees, zombies, vampires, and so many others were ready to leave the world they loved, to return to Earth and hide. 
When another rumor spread: "The Prince is coming", and in the heart of the damned, for the first time in a very long time, there was hope again.

For those who have fallen in disgrace, those who want to be forgotten.
It feels so cold in Ombrae.
Where are our brothers and sisters, where are our children?
It is so calm in Ombrae.
Listening to the call of our King and then his son, the Prince, in the darkness we rise.
It is so warm in Ombrae.

The Prince of the Ombrae

<p>Jäwell disappeared as fast as he came. Talim held the fence tightly in her hands, so strongly that her knuckles turned white. Tonight, she was unable to find sleep, she went to her bed in her long black embroidered dress contrasting with her white hair falling on her back but she turned and returned to her bed. She was rolling on the bed sheets endlessly. After a few hours and as she started to sweat, she decided to stand up. In the middle of the night, she walked along the corridors and joined the entrance of the dragons' den. </p>

<p>She knew the place by heart, when she was a young child, Talim was unable to sleep without her brother next to her so she sneaked from her chambers to his den to seek the comfort of his paws. She often was found by the guards in the morning, passed out on the floor of the corridors as she tried to join her chambers discreetly to not be caught. </p>

The soul whisperer