Истории Elarion

This is my first of hopefully many short stories that I want to write about my own fantasy world. This story takes place in the Witchwood, which is an enchanted forest. When the three new recruits of the Hollow Guards face their first night on watch, their commander joins them around the campfire and tells them the legendary story of Varnak Ironfell and Elaren Sylvahr, two beloved traders whose friendship shaped the settlements of Thal'Varnak and Thal'Elaren.

Born with a blocked destiny, the demigod boy was destined to be a god-a destiny that threatened his very existence from birth. His parents, fearful of the wrath of the primal god, hid the truth, raising him in the shadows of the world, far from the gods who could discover his destiny. Under strict protection, he grew up with no knowledge or understanding of the burden he bore. But all that changed the day he met Rhazek-a fateful blow that shattered the walls that had shrouded his life, sending him down a spiral of mystery, intrigue, and a path from which he could not turn.

A story where no one had to be a god to be loved. In a world untouched by fire, Sera wakes in a peaceful Elarion where the palace never burned, the stars never fell, and her sister never had to break. Liora lives. Kaelrin remembers. The war never came. This is the world that bloomed not from sacrifice, but from love - quiet, persistent, and real. Set in an alternate universe after the events of Ashes of Elarion, this is the story for every reader who carried the weight of grief and deserves to breathe again. A soft companion. A different ending. The world they deserved. 10 parts. 10,000 words. Just peace.