Niveus is...perfectly peculiar ..".Niveus' pale eyes snapped open. She lay on her back with her hands folded across her chest, staring overhead into the darkness. She did not stir, only...listened. It was not the sounds of the night that awakened her. Nor was it the wind that moaned outside the windows of her castle bedroom or the call of night creatures to each other. No, she listened to something entirely different, something that whispered to her first from between her ears, slipping next to her heart before perching deep within her soul as it beckoned. It was a sound Niveus could not...