The Owls' Prophecy

The Owls' Prophecy

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*UPDATES AT RANDOM* "We have waited, We have wondered. We have trained, We have pondered. "The taint of darkness, Always it grows. How to rid of it, No one knows. "A girl of London, Loving of night. A girl of Dublin, Knower of right. "Together they fight, To defend the night. In the end, All will be right." ~ The London nights have always fascinated fourteen-year-old Rhoswen Lothchild. She has always admired the creatures that would come about and when a peculiar creature appears before her window one night. Ekko Rutherford is an ordinary fourteen-year-old student in Dublin. She has always feared one thing. Owls. Her fear only becomes worse when one unusually visits her home on a summer's night. Together, Ekko and Rhoswen are swept away in a flabbergasting new world of sorcerers, sorceresses, and owls that they had never imagined was existent. But it turns out that they shall play a bigger role in this new world than they intended... ~ FANTASY/ADVENTURE/ACTION/HISTORICAL FICTION ~ A collaboration of Bailah Faye (@bailahfaye) and Gianna Zampogna (@gianna_zampogna24)
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Gwyneth had always felt connected to her faith, a higher power presiding over her. That faith had shaken that devastating day those years ago, the day that went on to haunt her every nightmare for years to come. She's still trying to come back from it, to not only restore her faith in life and love, but her faith in herself. The sanctity of her spirit- she prayed for resolve. Every punch was a prayer. Every mile was a hymn. Until her knuckles bled and her knees gave. Azriel had been surrounded by darkness his whole life, a poison on his world, on his being. He exercised restraint in his every waking moment, banishing that darkness within himself. Some guessed of the strain it put on him, but no one knew the extent of it, how deep his scars ran. It was better this way, he was sure. He had always thought that if there were a higher power- which he wholly doubted- such deities must loathe him to have burdened him such darkness. He hadn't much faith in the gods anyway, much less faith that he could sway their opinion on him. But Gwyneth and Azriel did have one thing in common: the quiet fight within themselves. They only knew one way: to go about it alone, couldn't fathom letting another in. But there's a magic in finding someone who is your equal but opposite, something transforming. And frankly, Gwyneth and Azriel could both use a little magic. All characters owned by SJM in the ACOTAR series. Story takes place after the events of ACOSF. Aligns with the events in my other fic: A Storm of Flames and Deceit. I haven't finished Crescent City, so this story takes place outside of the events of those books as well. CONTENT WARNING ⚠️ Mentions of r*pe, use of profanity, explicit content, sexual content, violence, torture, mentions of suicidal thoughts and depression, mentions of self harm

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