"I remember it everyday. Every moment. When I wake up, he's there. When I close my eyes to sleep, he's there. He looked me right in the eyes, a smile on his face and a shotgun in his hand as he said 'You're going to die tonight.'"

There is a group of people called the Desolates. They come from a breed of Man and Elf. This story follows one exceptional Desolate named Skyeva. From the time her father gave her away to the King, to when she first discovered she had inherited a special gift, this story follows Skyeva as she goes on journeys to help others, while also finding herself.