Taryn’s dreaming asleep in her foster family’s home. She dances in the light of the crescent moons. The ever trusting and loyal lion walks by her side she wraps her fingers in his thick golden mane. Then… a cruel voice Ta’Reen-come! Its time!Come Ta’reenSo this is a dream? Taryn wonders sitting up groggily. She absently runs her fingers crescent moon birthmark on her arm. Ta’reen – outside Now!Taryn shivers at the evil, the power the compelling command of the voice and walks through the hall. Eryck and cole walk the streets of Tucson from a world far far away. As new worlders they've been sent back to stop the civil sorcerer from stealing childeren from the ao world.
A portal appears down the street, humoning, and a Zumerian worrior steps through. Eyrck and cole watch the girl try to run, but the worrior cathches her easily. Let me go Taryn screams wrenching her arm free. Eyrc walks up behind the worrior beheading him with one stroke of his runed sword. A tingle shoots up his arms he grabs the girls arms, wild and feel of energy.
He uses old world magic to get her to forget this ever happened, but doesn't realize she will daydream horribly, of this night, or that the two of them, somehow, are fated -across worlds-across time-across a magical abyss.