Wist قصص

When sixteen year old Sarionah Jackson moves to a new town, she's determined to hate it. Although the snow IS magical, she had to leave her best friends. Just as she's coming to terms with living in this new town, she realizes that she's no longer human. Her new found friend has turned her into an angel. She learns to cope with her dazzling beauty, and being madly in love with her 'subject'. As Rahim's guardian angel she's supposed to protect him from harm. She can't do her job if she remains on earth. What will Sarionah choose? True love, or staying with her race?

This is a story about a new life after the last world war. Human life is decreasing by 90%. A wist is a spirit that embodies beings. Read about a story that has new beginnings and understandings about the world.

All my writing notes and other stuff.

My growing collection of written poetry and musings from Dragon Aster.

Chaotic shattering doesn't belong to me I am just doing this for fun If the creator of the book does RPS with me, I might make into stories from my oc's POV That is all for now

Sybl has endured the first years of being a teenager both unloved and forgotten. When an Awl takes her from Earth to the realm of Aster, she will discover a place where fantasy is the reality. A world of dragons. But that will not be all that she finds. Still distraught from having lost his best friend, Cirrus has tried to move on with his life. His world is falling apart, and it is a fight the High Guard cannot win. All that remains is a Prophecy from the ghostly memories of those he loved. A Prophecy that a Fay would return to Aster, restoring the balance of life and death. For without her, his kind will side with the forces of war. An onslaught of destruction would follow, and he is a dragon tired of death. When he finds Sybl, he takes it on himself to become her protector. Within her memories, she holds one from the friend he lost. She may be the last hope that the Prophecy has yet to come about. But he will have to outfly the shadows from his past first, for the demon who is after them does not fear a death it can weave. Wake to a world tangled in the Threads of Fate. Dream back the memories that can save it.