David Masters, who faces the tedium of another book signing in New York, longs for some new and exciting departure from the norm. Just when he thought he would never get it, he meets Eva Gallows, a woman of staggering beauty and an eerie sense of familiarity. Her very being compels him to get closer to her, but it's when they finally touch that they both uncover the truth: their lives are fragments, reincarnated aspects of their former selves from days immemorial, and for a love they once shared they were cursed to walk this earth until the end of time...
"The blade has dulled and glory passed,
And times come frighteningly fast
Where children cease to sing his praise
And long forgotten are the days
Where Raebon walked upon this earth
And slayed the dignity of his birth.
As the Kingdom Alaedrea falls
So Raebon must, too, heed death's call
As will that Temptress gone astray
Who made the King's son Lechery's slave.
The Lovers of dissociated class,
He a noble and she more crass
Are thrust henceforth through time and space
Forbidden to gaze upon the other's face
Unless the loving man should see
It is his writing that holds the key
To open doors shut in ages old
And reunite the Lovers' souls.
Forever more will they still rise,
As many times as they have died.
And when the earth blots out the sun
Will then this wretched game be done."
