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Off the shores of Guadeloupe, in the rocky, crashing coral reefs, a dark figure submerged from the peaceful sea into chaos. The wind screamed like the hurricane sirens, the rain fell like bullets and splattered skin until it bled. Trees flew through the air, the waves rocketed down. Underneath all the noise, unheard, there was a single apology.
I'm sorry, Lana.
She needed to hurry. Needed to get this over with. She began to chant,
"Something lost, something gained. Something healed, something pained. A fire burnt in the coldest snow,
A sign to stay, a sign to go. Tears shed at the deepest depth, a secret lost, a secret kept. Stand before the midnight sun, and the Sea Spell will be undone."
The figure disappeared into the darkness.
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This is sort of just a little teaser/copy of the spell for ya'll to refer to //
If you have any prologue advice/criticism feel free to drop it on me like a bomb because I'll take it into consideration when rewriting this a while from now.
Thank you :)
xoxo
payton.
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Sea Spell
Fantasy[Major Editing Coming Soon] A rising tension. A waning moon. Shady, skeptical beings. An underwater dynasty, crumbling at the fists of rebelling forces. Nestling just off the rocky, tourist-swamped coasts of Guadeloupe lies an aquatic, mythological...
