I have a few people that without them this story would not be, so here is the thanks to them.
Thank you Liz, without you helping me heal I would have never regained the courage to put my imagination to words.
Thank you Mom and Dad for always being supportive of my dreams and encouraging me to do what makes me happy. Also, thank you for never grounding me from reading!
And last but not least, thank you AMLKoski! I have loved you being my mentor and appreciated your time in helping me become a better writer. This story is definitely better from your input and I am going to use your advice to help me write my other stories swimming in my mind.
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Also as a side note, this story begins:
In the year 1387, August 30 of the Emperors Age
YOU ARE READING
Brightening White Flowers
FantasyKarri Wrighte is a descendant of the Blessed family, Kinza. She is also special in her own right. Born straddling the line between life and death. Born with two instincts. One to nourish and heal. The other to harm, destroy. Kill. Now a Warrio...
