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Mordai's Tale

Mordai's Tale

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Oct 21, 2017
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Fantasy
A young boy, his family bloodline cursed by devils hundreds of years ago, in suddenly thrown from his home city and into the wilderness. He is taken in by elves and has to learn to adapt to the new lifestyle. It's not easy, for he is haunted by tremors and bad memories that don't seem to ease, and he is only given a spare amount of time with the elves, too. Will he ever find a life without abandonment?
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