On the day of Emily Lilac's fifteenth birthday, her father gives her a purple amulet - a lilac amulet – an ancient relic of her family. When she puts it around her neck, her world, her life changes.
She discovers that she is not human. And neither is everyone else.
She is part of the new generation of Psychics in a world of monsters. She is one of the only, one of the rarest species in existence and she is the key to ending the war between the two most powerful species around.
And in the midst of it all, there is a love. A Gravern and an Eternal come together, set apart because of the war, and must keep down in fear of death.
So Emily fights: not for the Eternals from the sky; not for the Graverns from the ground; but for the love that her friends share.


25. Wednesday

“Hey Emily, how are you this morning?” Tina asks me, bubbly and full of life.

“There is a ghost watching us. Right now.” I say with no emotion, looking straight past her. She just laughs.

“Still like that, are you?” Tina says jolly. She doesn’t truly understand.

The ghosts have driven me crazy. Not only have the nightmares intensified, but the fact that an older male ghost stands in my room without moving has kept me up even later. Each night I get less sleep than the night before; the only reason I actually dose off at all is sheer exhaustion. On Sunday, the first night I saw him, I got a total of four and a half hours sleep. Last night I got two.

“Tina, I can’t take it anymore. They all watch me. They all beg for me to solve their problems but I can’t. I can only look back at them. Please, make them go away!” I beg her, although I do know that she can’t help me. My common sense has been heavily depleted.

“I can’t help you Em. The only one that can is your dad, right? He can talk to ghosts, he can send them away.” She told me, surprisingly she sympathised with me. That’s another thing we – Psychics – can do. We can communicate with the dead that didn’t leave this Earth at the right time, and help them reach the proper afterlife. I guess Dad could tell him to stop, even though he would have a proper go at him for watching me sleep. Urgh, what a creepy thing to do. Seriously, what a paedophilic thing to do.

Tina suddenly starts whispering to me.

“We Eternals see something creepy to do with death too. It traumatized me. Do you remember in October when I was really distant and depressed? That was because of this.” This intrigues me. So Psychics are not the only ones that can see beyond the grave?

“So, what do you see Tina?”

“When someone dies, if they lived a good life and they died at the right time then I see their soul go up. I don’t know where, just it flies up. It’s quite depressing actually.” I’m not surprised. I find it so hard to see ghosts hanging around after death, but seeing souls leave the planet must be difficult too! I must admit, I reckon my situation is worse but I’m happy that I have someone there for me and that understands what I’m going through. “Don’t worry Emily, whatever you see, I’m here.”

“Thanks, but please don’t blame me if I get ratty or a little crazy today, I had two hours rest last night.” I smile at her uneasily, but she just laughs. We have a quick friend hug and then journey to our form room as the bell rings.


Earlier that morning, on the bus in, I was rather crabby as well. Outside there were many ghosts that wandered down them. Many lived by the trees in the countryside areas we drove by and others squatted in doorways in the multiple villages we passed through. It seemed that they all were travelling somewhere, and all of them seemed to be travelling in the same direction: away from the school. Were they all going somewhere specific? Where would that place be, and why would they all want to go there so much? Why don’t they just hitch a ride in a car or bus? Surely they must get tired of walking so much, even though they are dead. The boys had noticed that I wasn’t talkative and although Cory and Charlie tried to get my attention Lewis told them not to. I think that they thought I was on my period or something! I don’t mind though. All I really want to think about is trying to stay awake and forget about the ghosts.

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