This is the tragic, beautiful tale of a girl without a soul. I am that girl and this is my story. Let’s start at the end . . . Everything was black for a time. “Let go!” There was a distant cry. Was it for me? “Aura, LET GO!” Yes, it was for me. And no, I’d never let go again. There was no way. He was mine. All of him was mine. We were meant to be this way. We were meant to be one. Songstress Aura Telmacha Rosh continues her quest into the mist to free the moon from a corrupt angel. As she battles Nyte's destiny, she must also fight the 'small something' that pulses along with her heart. Will she be able to release the Song of Salvation before time is up?