𝐄𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋
- adj. extremely delicate and light in a way that seems not to be of this world.
❝ rise and rise again
until lambs become lions. ❞
Her destiny had been written in the very laws of the magic she was so deeply connected to. The gol...
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𝕭𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐈: 𝖂𝐈𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝖂𝐀𝐑
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𝕮𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝕿𝐰𝐨: a call of magic
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THE HALLS OF THE CASTLE WERE set aglow with the soft, flickering light of the flames in the fireplace. The warmth spread throughout the room, wrapping the few residents present in a warm blanket. The room was round, with two windows in the wall on each side of the fireplace. The view showed the great mountains of the north. There were a few chairs scattered around the room, along with pillows and blankets on the floor.
The secret castle in the mountains could not compete with the beauty of Cair Paravel. It was much smaller and far less elegant in decoration. Still, it served its purpose. It had been her father's idea to build a shelter in the mountains. The secret was spread among the people so everyone knew where to go during uncertain times. There was, however, an element of magic added to the secret. Those who knew the location of the castle could not share it with those who didn't. Only he or she with the same blood as the person who performed the spell in the first place was able to share the secret. Meaning it was only Ashara who could decide who was able to enter the castle and who wasn't. Which was very fortunate after what happened in the first week the White Witch had conquered Narnia.
