"I'm not afraid but who is this Odev? Is that the name of a god you worship?" Nix questioned. She always said that she feared nothing. She didn't believe in ghosts, creatures of the night or any deity. Another flashback struck her and she remembered her father. Her father had beaten all her belief from her. To her father she had to be the nearest thing to a son. The son who had died two years before Nix was born. It was a death that was never spoken of and only marked by a small stone high in the cliff-top graveyard, mother and son together in death as in life.<br/>As for ghosts, well, Nix was convinced they didn't exist. In all her years she had never seen a single one and what she had never seen could never hurt her. Why fear the invisible when all the hurt and pain in her life was caused by those around her?