Bad guys hurt me.I want revenge.But not like this.I am, Alexandra and I let the beast out. It terrorizes villages and kills many innocent people, and not so innocent people. Am I sad about it, probably not as the bad people are gone.Do I need revenge, I do not know. Something inside me wants it, but I feel that I must do something else. Revenge is not sweet because something else inside me gets revenge and I do not.Alexandra is of the Dochani race, the race that is the parent to the elves, dwarves, ogres, and orcs. Legend has them living to over a 100,000 years, but no one is old enough now to know if that is true or not.The Fenshian are coming, will Alexandra be able to collect herself to save worlds? A Fenshian has a common ancestor to the Dochani, but Fenshians are more like dragons than the human-like Dochani.Get it Now!!

War is too much for me. Training for it is the worst. It is not enough. So much death and destruction at the hands of the Fenshian. I buried many of my comrades, my children were lost on another world, along with my husband. The dead walk and fight us, a rotting corpse of a man uses them to fight us. Many die only to pop back up to fight, and die again. I lose myself, only to find that I must sing for a man. War is all that I know, death of my comrades is all that I see. I don't sing, but I must learn. Get it now!!