Prologue: A letter from Tristress Cinniuint to Alexandra de Harpo

The Vauren were made to dominate the humans. They were made to be better, greater, mightier. They threw out the Creator of All Things and took the world as their own.

But, never trust a Vauren. Their own pride and distrust became their downfall and the humans reclaimed their earth in an unstoppable tide. Rotting in their ancient, decaying manors, the Vauren die their slow death. Wandering like a leaf in the breeze, Tristress Cinniuint is the last true Vauren.