Blazing Arrows

Blazing Arrows

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WpMetadataReadContenu pour adultesEn cours d'écriture50 m
WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication lun., mai 29, 2017
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Fiction
Action & Thriller
If you keep running, they'll never catch up. That's what I always believed. But it's not true. If you run forever, they will always catch up, because that's just how infinite works. And my story takes place when they do. When they do catch up and I have to fight. Not just for me, but for my entire species. I live in a world where humans are endangered, and my very existence is illegal. And now I find myself in front of two doors. One leads to life, and one leads to death. There are no clues, no hints, no nothing of which one will lead me where, but time is running out, and I have to choose quickly.
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3518 A.D. Exactly 1500 years ago, Earth had been pushed to its limits and threatened to collaps on itself if we didn't act in time. Mankind didn't know what to do anymore and had declared our home doomed, our days numbered. That was, until the supernatural society decided to step up and take actions in their own hands. Creatures we thought never existed suddenly appeared out of their secret societies to safe Earth, to erase our mistakes and begin anew. They succeeded but parts of the world vanished for centuries due to the climate being completely out of the normal before it settled again and left the world at peace again. But not for mankind; all the other races had grown to dislike us, hate us. A witch hunt ensued and now only few of us are left. I've been running all of my life to remain free and alive, to survive and be as happy as humanly possible. My name is Thorn and I'm part of the last humans on our planet. Sadly, I'm not entirely human...

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