The Sage, The Guardian, The Lantern, The Light - together we four are Stewards of the Plane, a Quarrel. G. is the Guardian; he's developed a strong protective instinct and a kickass sword of light that can chase away the baddies like nobody's business.Sam is the Lantern; his dreams shed light on possible futures - he's always had dreams, but now he sees where we're going and how far, and it scares the crap out of him.Tara is the Sage; as our resident mystic, she can commune with the Akashic records: the big data warehouse in the sky. She can get information on anywhere, anywhen, if only she can learn to ask the right questions.And me, I'm Melody, I'm the Light. I can channel the earth's energy and according to my Gramps, I can stabilize a vortex. It's a good thing, too, or else we would be in a lot of trouble.Before the summer started, we were a bunch of normal teenagers getting ready for our senior year in high school. By the time summer was over, we'd fought and won battles, lost friends and saved the world (except for that time when we made it worse).This is our story. We wrote it all down; that way when it happens to you, when you're called to be a Steward of the Plane, a member of a quarrel, you'll know what to do.