There isn't going to be any new chapter this week, sorry everyone! A lot has been going on lately with me, but hopefully I will be able to proofread another chapter to post by next week. To tide you over until then, here's a sneak peek to Chapter 8, which I have entitled:
Ariella Newheart began to remember.
She remembered stories people told about the world when there was no fog. As unbelievable as it sounded, Aethasia had once been fogless.
Ariella remembered the legends about bright amethyst mist that swirled and sparkled like starlight. It was bright and pure and full of hope. Once the lifeblood of Aethasia, now it was nothing but a near-forgotten memory. The stories of others had kept the light of Aethasia from completely fading away, and Ariella's soul longed for that light. Her heart was different. It was tainted by the fog and tried to lead her away from the purple light and back into darkness.