For those who've followed her solemn path, Ariya, will meet you again.
A new dawn wakes upon Nores. Like breath on glass, when the heat from the chill comes, peace will fade.
The night sleeps and shadows wake, children whimper and parents cry, as the dark embraces skin and bones.
A spark!
The skies are injured, the veil is torn
The clouds bleed, something wicked is born
The silver queen must be prepared,
The seven-day king's words of doom and dread.
Hope, she sees, in red—frail and bloodied
Jet-black dreams etched in waking daymares
How Nores will tremble, its salvation be buried
As another path be made whole through sorrow and fear
The harbinger awakens
He who hunts for hunter and prey
Devourer of friend, foe, and kin
The unspoken lie of the gods' decay
The living dark
Heat from the Nether
Ithonia's regret
Bringer of chaos untarnished.
A flash!
Remember, reader, to pay heed
To every word, letter and deed
For Ariya will return to live or to die
In the Ragoi chapters, in Tragic Skies
Let there be light.
...The story continues...
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Ariya's Path
FantasyFollows the story of Ariya; a curious young princess of the kingdom of Nores, in a world where myth is reality, and royalty wears skin of bronze and hair like the pure crystals of the Earth's depths. She is plunged into a monstrous world of the para...
