Princess Andrea’s first happy memories were of Tomame nuzzling her.  It tickled and Andrea knew that Tomame loved her.
A massive wolf like creature, Tomame's mere presence wielded a power that was unsurpassed on Avgar and when Tomame chose to stand at King Hawth's side, everyone knew King Hawth was destined for greatness…

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     Andrea opened the tiny box nestled in her hand and took out the tattered piece of paper that had been hidden inside.  She needed to see her mother’s note once more.  Running her finger carefully along the words, she began to read out loud.  ‘For one day it will snow my darling, and that day will awaken the farser beast.’   She kissed the note and placed it back in its box and put it in the deepest recess of her closet.
    The snow was picking up now.  Andrea pressed herself into the window and watched as the flakes sparkled in the light of the full moons.  Breathing in the serenity of the moment, she imagined herself floating along side the snow, falling gently to the ground.  A violent gust of wind suddenly shook the glass and Andrea pulled away.  She knew it to be a sign of what lay ahead, and it was time for her to prepare herself for the confrontation that would soon follow.  No one would want her, but Tomame needed her and her love for Tomame was absolute.  She was willing to risk everything, even her own life, for the farser beast.
   A slight girl of sixteen, nearly seventeen she would remind herself, the age of a woman, Andrea had the type of eyes you tried to avoid, because they would reach down into your soul and squeeze.  But it had been years since anyone had looked at her.  She was the darkness in the corner.  The seed you spit out of a cherry.  She looked down at her dusty shoes.  They looked like mummies wrapped in the past, not to be disturbed, and she forced them to move.