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All the research and footwork has finally paid off. Daniel Smith and Peter McCabe are getting close to finding the Patron Elf of the Holy Sevenβas they need her help to find an end to Eve McAllisterβs vimp curse. Both are in England, Peter going back and forth between London and Oxford in his research while Daniel is in Stratford-Upon-Avon making negotiations with another elf friend. The problem is that a local coven of witches may have set their sights on her, and are meddling in the Elf's
Mwamba is the son of the chief in his village. He is intended to marry so that he can take over the chiefdom, but a kidnapping of his future bride interrupts his plan. Mwamba soon embarks on a journey to save his future wife.
Legends have died on elders' last breath and myths slipped from their fingers, but many such stories can not afford to be lost. The Riders' tale is one of those such stories. The Riders are a council of women that hail from a world far more advance than our own. But with such advancement comes boredom, with their creative minds come curiosity and longing follows that curiosity. The end result of burning longing is the situation found today. The underworld the Riders are from is abandoned by
This is a fantasy story i am working on. What i post here is the raw first draft. I shall keepadding new chapters. I just think it'll be nice for people to read and watch as it grows. The story is a fantasy world which i have created. Hoping to have a triolgy eventually.
"In Iceland a long time ago lived a chieftain, Arni at Rennadale. He had a problem - a beautiful young daughter called Astrid who, in 3 years time, would be ready for marriage. There was already one young man, Sigurd, seeking her hand. To find out if he was suitable Arni called Sigurd to him and said. βLong ago I journeyed to Spain and lived there for a year. It is a land of wonders. There was a fruit called the orange, sweet and delicious that grew in the Sultanβs garden. To gain my
All the research and footwork has finally paid off. Daniel Smith and Peter McCabe are getting close to finding the Patron Elf of the Holy Sevenβas they need her help to find an end to Eve McAllisterβs vimp curse. Both are in England, Peter going back and forth between London and Oxford in his research while Daniel is in Stratford-Upon-Avon making negotiations with another elf friend. The problem is that a local coven of witches may have set their sights on her, and are meddling in the Elf's
Mwamba is the son of the chief in his village. He is intended to marry so that he can take over the chiefdom, but a kidnapping of his future bride interrupts his plan. Mwamba soon embarks on a journey to save his future wife.
Legends have died on elders' last breath and myths slipped from their fingers, but many such stories can not afford to be lost. The Riders' tale is one of those such stories. The Riders are a council of women that hail from a world far more advance than our own. But with such advancement comes boredom, with their creative minds come curiosity and longing follows that curiosity. The end result of burning longing is the situation found today. The underworld the Riders are from is abandoned by
This is a fantasy story i am working on. What i post here is the raw first draft. I shall keepadding new chapters. I just think it'll be nice for people to read and watch as it grows. The story is a fantasy world which i have created. Hoping to have a triolgy eventually.
"In Iceland a long time ago lived a chieftain, Arni at Rennadale. He had a problem - a beautiful young daughter called Astrid who, in 3 years time, would be ready for marriage. There was already one young man, Sigurd, seeking her hand. To find out if he was suitable Arni called Sigurd to him and said. βLong ago I journeyed to Spain and lived there for a year. It is a land of wonders. There was a fruit called the orange, sweet and delicious that grew in the Sultanβs garden. To gain my