The Artysts' New Canvas

I loved playing violin. It was my escape from the world and my parents. My name's Faith. Odd things started to happen when my fever dreams became premonitions. Then, everything I'd ever loved was taken when I met Pikkaa, a Martian girl, who, despite the language barrier, became a friend. Then there was the War, well, it was really one species walking over the other. Things shattered when THEY appeared. They call themselves the Artysts . . .