"What is poetry?" - they asked. "Poetry?" I wondered. It is the flow of the sea And the life of the seafolks It is the strength of the birds And the might of their wings It is the rhythm of nature And the beauty it showcases It is the air we breathe in And a shoulder to cry on It is a place to feel the unfelt And eyes to see the unseen It is the fountain of unsolved mysteries And the key to pen unwritten histories. -cxptured_heart I take poetic orders. -SAY NO TO SPILLED IDEAS.

Upon his death, the king had dictated that the queen would rule until she remarried, but her refusal to do so has the nation of Ethios in turmoil. Greedy for power and her cruelty knowing no limits, the queen has even reinstated the slave trade long since outlawed by her husband upon his ascension. A glimmer of hope for a suffering nation arises in a small baby. The Royal Sage has procured the late king's bastard son and has stolen him away to the city slums to live with Harren, a man who bravely rescues orphans from slavery. Naming the boy Kyran, Harren takes him in with the promise of one day returning him to his rightful place on the throne. Ten years later, these plans are dashed when Kyran is exposed to the queen. Harren must race to the safety of the Riverlands, who hold no love for the queen, if there is any chance to save his son, and future king. Saving Kyran saves the nation. If the queen is to be dethroned, the boy must claim his Birthright.

Volume 1: Pickpocketing Living in secret and stealing to eat is a hard life , but it's all Kuro has ever known. Fear and necessity honed him from a young age into the finest young thief in in the wizard kingdoms. Nobody can hide forever, though, and a run of poor luck lands Kuro in a place where his quick hands and quiet feet count for nothing: Avalon Academy, school of magic. Out of his depth and unable to escape, can Kuro find a place among the other misfits at the school, or will his past return to ruin the one chance he has to leave his life in the shadows?

Evil spirits. A cursed prince. Death itself in disarray. Iris just wants to go home, but fate has other plans for this young priestess and her odd companions. /// The land of Erinlin is dying, its ancient traditions choked out by the Kaerent church and its true priestesses, the Candlemaidens, increasingly regarded with fear and suspicion. All Iris wants is to tend her candles, win her shade battles, and chat with the spirits of her realm. But when she is torn away from her home by the Kaerent king, she learns that her country needs her to be far more than a typical Candlemaiden-- she must be as the legendary priestesses of old and walk through Death itself. *** Cover help from the awesome @ArdenBrooks. Special thanks to @rainersalt, @giveitameaning, and @piperjones033 !

THIS IS NOT MY STORY. But yea Harry goes back in time.