I had without a doubt traveled back through time to about roughly 200 years ago to a mysterious land of magical creatures. Raven Castle was no longer, but had become whatever strange land we were in. I only had one question: how do we get back home?
The Castle grounds were full of people walking around, and they were all styled in beautiful renaissance dresses, the jewels that laced the dresses were delicate and shining as the sun shone down directly upon us. one of the men yelled. Islaraven Castle.. I had heard people refer to the castle by many names but Islaraven wasn't one I had heard before.
The men started chanting" Islaraven we are the strong, we fight till we bleed it's not in us to give up. We are as free as the raven's claw. We men and women love the land of Islaraven strong and free". This new strange land of the mystical was gonna take a lot of getting used to.
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The Diary Of Princess Azalia - Part One
FantasyAzalia a nineteen year old girl who has had a relatively normal life so far, start's to face some difficulty when she has to start saving up for college. Azalia does the unspeakable work for the most hated man in her city, Ben Razalia the owner of t...
