caelumxcadet
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In a land, were all people know is what has been told over and over again, from generation to generation life is dictated by the whispers of the past, surpassing eons, but times are changing, and with it the rhetoric of flowers, and in the boudoir of familial tidings, change is fear of inconsistencies. Family means too love unconditionally, and without prejudice, or thats what the story books say. Love is, family, but family is not just a designation, it's a system of invisible levitation, that ignites wonder, and torrid gossip of scandals in waiting. The tale of one family, the Beauaeux' as they go about thier lives in constant risk of exposure, in the morning sun they hide the secret which could ruin the family name forever. They are rich, famous, and highly regarded as the most powerful family next to the King, his court, and the other noble Houses. But what makes them powerful also makes them a target for defamation, as the arrogant spin the parable of falsification, sprinkled some vagrants of truth. What comes as a surprise to them is that they are not respected but feared by the townspeople, they know they are the life blood of the city, but is name and wealth enough too keep peace? In the days to come, they will be tested by the slander and hearsay of nobodies and nobility, and be thrown together by malicious agents of the cosmos. How do you become a family when so much distance has grown between us? What does it mean to be a family? And how do we fix what was always broken.…