And the only way to patch his sould back together is to go back to where it all began. To where he began. To where a Manling was born...
To a dangerous boy named Wylde.
A little boy must know his legend- his origin. And he must learn the painful truth that his entire life has been meticulously planned and laid out like the steps to a choreographed dance. And that Mordred is just another dance card in a long line of future suitors at the Temple Ball.
If Nate can survive the fance, that is...
Let's discover what dangers a little boy can get into when his imagination is more real than reality itself...
When the powers of life and death can be heard in the absent humming of a little boy playing in the woods with his cat...
Because behind every Song is a Mask waiting to be born.
Or destroyed...