A boychild swathed in green, a distinct tree-shaped birthmark on his wrist.
A girlchild enveloped in red, marked with the three lines of the desert winds.
A boy bundled in white, the koi mark on his wrist as defined as his shock of red hair.
And a boychild wrapped in black, a raven his mark to serve his fate.
Twenty-five years ago, the hand of fate marked four newborns and sent them to the four corners of the Great Kingdoms.
They were schooled and trained as rulers of their lan.
Blueheart Press Lacuna, paperback/n. r. walker
