When our father finally died, after over a thousand years on the throne, my big brother took his place. His first act of business was banishing our High Priest, which turned out to be a mistake, as he now ruled over the Dunes. My big brother was always the colder of the two of us, which I learned quickly that he cares about nothing. Not even me.
The day he came home with a missing eye, something changed. He was even more cruel than usual. He approached me that day, and I remember nothing more. I woke up and could no longer see. He'd stolen my vision from me.
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Mystic!
FantasyIf you like violence, angst, wolves, and magic, this is a book for you. Mystic! is not just a book, it's a whole project that has been stuck in the works for more than two years. I would start to write, then I would scrap it, or I would work on the...
