Prologue
“Villain.”
“Traitor.”
“Fake.”
“Liar.”
“Killer.”
“Monster.”
“We have all been called these names. It is our job to travel from world to world. We have to fake our lives.”
“We focus so much on unfinished books, unfinished worlds, that we don’t seem to look at the finished ones.”
“If we did, we would have known that one wasn’t finished just yet.”
“The book re-opened. We have to live in this world once again.”
“It will be different. We have a new phase of the story to enter.”
“We finished part of the story before, but now, it is time to finish the story. It is time that this story comes to its true end.”
With them all in agreement, the girl put her hand on the book. They glowed gold and disappeared. The book closed to the cover. THE DARK PHOENIX CHRONICLES. It flipped open, passing the three chronicles that they had completed when they first went in. The book stopped on a page that was writing itself. The title was CHRONICLE IV, DARKEST SHADOWS.
