Chapter 1

They say that over the edge of the city is ruin, that no life exists below. That our city is all that's left. That the towns and people below died long ago. But then how can there be light shinning in the dark, how come I can hear voices carried up by the wind.

They say once you gone over the edge there's no coming back. That you are proclaimed dead by everyone in the city. And you are put into a category know as the fallen ones.

Even though ever one says the surface is bad; how can a world we were once part of be dead and lifeless? What is it like to be fallen?