The Solid Stone

A Stone doesn't bend; it doesn't feel pain or pity. It maintains its crashing course; forever changing the land in its path. Rhea Stone HAD to be the Stone that started rolling, didn't she? In her defense, it wasn't exactly like she had a whole heck of a lot of choice in the matter. The secrets and sins of her missing Father could claim that blame. It certainly wasn't her fault that events had been set in motion before she was born that sealed her fate. Just like it certainly wasn't her fault that she suddenly had monsters literally crawling out of her woodwork...and out of her bloodline. If Rhea hoped to emerge from a war that had been sparked by betrayal and fueled by hate, she would have to dig deep inside of herself and discover a heritage she never knew she had...and could be the death of her.