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THE SWORD OF WINTER

"IN THE DARK, ALL THINGS THRIVE. Like it or not, a little gray brings things into perspective..." These were the words of the Dark Abbess about a Dragon's rebirth. A dragon who would wear the skin of a young vampire. Marsil was the son of the King, yet he was more... Not an actual Prince but a ward of the Crown, and unknowingly the changeling of the prophecy. The prophecy spoken centuries ago about a Dragon Shifter that would rain hell from the heavens. Set in a wealthy continent inhabited by the Southern Kingdom and Northern Empire, there are those among who want the entire continent for themselves... The North is wintery: full of Otherwolders. The South is wealthy: full of betrayers. Between them is a Forest of death. When two crowns clash, one is bound to fall... Journey into a world of Lust, Betrayal and Murder. As terrifying events begin to unfold, Marsil is born. He is the son of frost. The Moon-eyed One. The child of snows. THE WINTER BORN... The novel is set in a world of sword and sorcery. Magic exists and fantastic beasts abound.

Dean_Sahara · Fantasy
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190 Chs

~A KING'S DAUGHTER III~

A THOUSAND SOLDIERS OF THE SUMMER KING rode into the fields green with springing grain. Though it had only been a fortnight past the harvest, many farmers in the Summerlands already had their ploughs on and about, tilling the soil in expectance of rain. Syveria was the southern Empire of the continent, Adramon, and though close to the Carrean sea, it never rained enough to sludge the gutters or flood the fields.

The farmers were grateful for that, and with the dawn of the new season, many Faithful sought the halls of the Grace Temple, calling to Ides and Solaris amidst washing candlelight to send them the rain. Some even chanted Nihila's name in petitions offered to the Pantheon. For the Faithful considered the Golden One a friend of the gods.