It was a dusty afternoon, the skies were clear as a hooded figure in brown burnt robes approached a tiny little house near a river. The figure seemed to be holding a baby that was atleast a year old.
It was now nightfall when the figure approached the door of the small home. It had settled the small boy on the door steps of the home, he had left a golden coin and a piece of paper with the words Jonnathon Spheric near where the arms of the baby was before gently knocking at door and suddenly disappearing into darkness. The door opened right after the figure disappeared.
"Whats this?" A womans voice said as she picked up the year old baby along with the note and gold coin. "Dave, I think you need to see this." the voice called.
(I know this is the shortest chapter ever, but I just needed something to start this book)
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Fantasy(First drafted: Febuary of 2019. First chapters published: March) This is my first book, so expect some parts to be cringey and VERY cliché. Also some chapters are short because this is my first book. (First one is very short) Jonnathon Spheric was...
