Seraphina stood in a part of the forest, experimenting with her powers, discovering new things, new ways to kill. She looked at a small bird perched on a thin twig. She stepped over to it and exhaled lightly in its face. Dark shadows came out and wafted right into the bird's face, disappearing a second later. The bird shook its head a couple of times and then stared at her. Suddenly, it flew off, colliding head first into a tree trunk. The dead bird dropped to the ground and Seraphina looked down at the carrion. She smiled and chuckled.
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Into The Storm
Fantasy1285. After being handed an impossible task, one knight begins her journey to prevent a war. With only her wits and a sword, Rosalis Ventris suddenly realises that she may have gotten more than she bargained for. With no one to help her, her journey...
