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 !

A collection of poems based on the mythical beast from different scenarios. Lets delve into the world of the fascinating yet ruggedly handsome beast~

'I made the mistake of trusting you once, but never again' 'But it doesn't change the fact that you desperately want to' 'want? no... if need be, I'll come by' *************** unknown- hidden, untold, undetermined...a variable