Mỷrἇ was worried. The weather was changing. Word had come to them that some of those who had hunted her and Jacoby had found an old weapon. It was a weapon from before the Great Disaster. History was about to repeat itself and Mỷrἇ knew that the world wouldn't survive another disaster.
Jåcóbӱ had headed into the forest Âkįŀ. Plans needed to be made and actions needed to be taken. A gathering had been called for all of those who had magical power. The meeting was to take place in a month and the meeting was set in the desert next to the great stone monuments of that land.
Mỷrἇ just hoped that they weren't too late to turn things around. She knew that the fate of their world rested on the shoulders of her family. It was a heavy weight to bear and if they failed then the whole world suffered. Mỷrἇ couldn't let that happen.
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The Ancients A Tale of Survival
FantasyThe war that everyone had been dreading has finally come to pass. It had effectively destroyed the land. Those that had died were lucky. The ones who survived were slowly being transformed by the radiation that blanketed the world. Thousands of...
