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When I close my eyes, I see only the most indescribable shade of blue. I know this color; I could never mistake it for another, or find its exact likeness if I searched my entire life. And the further I lose myself in its depths, the more I feel that I can't escape from it. It's endless pool threatens to suck me in forever. I avoid closing my eyes for too long because the tiredness is a small price to pay to remain safe. That is all I can ever know about it, and it is more than I would ever want to know. My days are spent in a haze of tasks meant to distract myself from sleeping. I take every precaution not to fall asleep unless I know I wil

                                                                             Prologue    My name is Cyell. I’m a spiritual warrior – well, really just a spiritual artist. I’ve always felt that you’re not a warrior unless you’ve actually been in battle. I just train with my father, who’s an amazing spiritual warrior. He’s taught me since I was a little girl. I’d like to say something cliché like I’m just an ordinary teenage girl, but that’s not true. Most teenage girls don’t have spiritual power, or at least as much as I do. See, spiritual power is like a force inside you