Book: Special shadow

I'm just a step away from getting entangled in its own web of lies.

Under the knee, and so soon? From Mar quite no honour?
- Sorry, I forgot to take with them until the grave was out.

He would in any case have revived Anna. Alexander, of course, one more gift, but I'm sure he would never be able again to kill her.
Why?
- Most likely, the heart in his own chest, the presence of which many do not realize, he would have prevented.

Wraith - he is a servant of the Shadow, the embodiment of deception and illusion. Men that is marked by darkness. They, like Mary, serve the same purpose. Even more. They are brothers to them. Originally Hassle were the defenders of Mar, they are covered by their sisters in the face of terrible creatures, the restless souls that were ill during their life and even worse after death. Soul, unworthy of rebirth.
The gift of Darkness is a punishment for others. They are the executioners that are sent to unending torment in the Shade to reduce the evil among the people, not to let him be born again.
But they also have a special ability to bring life to the dead. It is given to them, to the brothers, who failed to protect his sisters, could receive a second chance. Prior to the completion of the funeral prayer, the Wraith can raise the dead and revive Mara sister, but the price is high. Wraith pays for it with his life force and capable of such a miracle only once.

Even I don't want to admit that there's a storm and torn by contradictions.

I kind of froze over the precipice, so long suffocated by the panic that the fear has abated itself. And now I just see you fall down if the Wraith will push me in the back.

Mary. So call the girls, who touched the goddess Morana to those that helped her ferrying the souls of the dead. Those who for whatever reason were not able to leave the world of the living. Morana - goddess of winter and death. But death at the hand of Moran and her assistants - merciful, because he gives the transition from one life to another, to a new beginning. It's like the changing of a season when after winter must come spring.
Moran called Morena or also Mara and pose as a beautiful girl with milk skin and black hair that holds the sickle to cut the threads of Life. Under her feet the snow Yes, broken skull, and the pace it accompanies the crackling of ice on frozen rivers.
Marked Morenoi called Mar, giving them one of the names of the goddess, because all these girls like her.