Prologue

Each girl had a ring hung on a chain around their necks. They squealed upset at being disturbed. Fyria had the red fire ring around her neck. Breize had the clear air ring around her neck. Aqa had the aquamarine ring around her neck. My child my little Maragia had the green earth ring around her neck. We elves sometimes see glimmers of the future and the only thing I had seen about the future of the girls was a vision of greatness and pains nothing more. The wizards were going to send us away to an island that was on no maps and could only be found by those who lived there. Perhaps great demonic forces could get in but no one had tested the powers no one knew. The wizards proceeded to wave their hands over me and the four babies muttering some mumbo jumbo. I disliked wizards but, they were the only form of fast transportation. A cloud of smoke wavered in front of us and then... Bang! We had arrived at the island. Now much work awaits.

An excerpt from the journal of Ilfaya