A/N: This should be part of a series called Orbisalia Chronicles. I’m undecided on the ammount of books, but we’ll see. :c)

Summary: A conflict. Two worlds, one home. Two souls, one pair. In her delirium, she murdered both him and herself, igniting the legendary dream, the bond that transcended time. The sociopathic queen and the noble warrior. Half a century later, they’re after her reincarnation, the heiress -- a 16 year old girl, obliviously trapped in the human world. She was the perfect occasional for revenge, a war, two races against eachother, and he was the perfect ally for that. But all along, it was about a private destiny: for her to collide with him once more. No matter what it took.

Rating/content: T. Will contain violence, suggestive/sensual material (but nothing explicit, I think).

Note: Orbisalia Chronicles and Legendary Thorn are (C) me (Scorose). Any kind of reproduction is strictly prohibited without my written consent.

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LEGENDARY THORN

by Scorose

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— Prologue —

Euphoria. The sky bloomed into a canopy of reddish swirls beyond the softest of clouds. Just for a day, the world ceased to exist outside of them. A universe of their own. His hands were tender around her waist as he drew her dearly to him. With the powerful otherworldly sun in their eyes, he twirled her around in the air. Two souls. A single pair.

And only where the sky was devoid of stars, only where the sky bathed in vivid amber hues, would they belong. They had been torn apart by their own doing for the sake of evolution, and would collide once more, until the two circles meshed together perfectly. Until two worlds molded into one another.

Out of two seperate infernos, a common haven shall be born one day. And that day chases souls on the quest of fulfillment with exuberant foot steps.

There are candles that stand in the dark, decaying slowly, crumbling as the first flicker of twilight appears, just to light the path for the blind, the mute, the broken. A lover may do the same, with no delay . . .

But it’s not death that should be chosen for the ultimate sacrifice.

Contrarily; it is a much harder decision: the choice to live.