From GREY, book one of the Covenant of Shadows…
To begin, one must first start at the beginning.light house

All things,
No matter how different they may seem, 
Come from a common beginning

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Beneath the sky and clouds,
beyond the reach of the whispering winds,
and far below the field of wild flowers that grow on the precipice of Shadow’s edge,
buried deep within walls of stone,
it begins.

ALL THE TRUTHS spoken here today were born from the promise of a lie—a lie that could change everything.
Along the edges of the rugged Maine coastline, the morning mist slowly creeps forward and encompasses the walls of the weather-worn Centurion lighthouse. Standing strong for more than a century, it refuses to falter from duty.
Below its ever-seeing eye, the icy Atlantic air begins to shift and bend. From its midst emerges a tall, fair-haired figure; a woman yet merely the essence of one. She bursts forth with conviction to her mission, followed by he