Their future is bleak... Two brothers sit on two thrones. Brothers - yet not related by blood... One must choose a side... The other, he must relinquish all power for the good of his people... At the foot of each throne, a Priestess each stands... Two Priestesses - Two moons - One transitions to dark, the other to the light... Blood bepaints each cheek of these four youths, for camaraderie will not last. The dark will rise, truths will come to be... And betrayal - shall be their undoing.