Crows Blood
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Green eyes, moss green eyes. Different from the dull grey of her kind, and the shimmering blue of her oppressors. Green eyes, the eyes of the damned. In the war torn world of Crow verses Regal, blood over blood, and eye for eye, Rune Laneas stands out for all the wrong reasons. Tensions run high and life is cruel, especially around the time of Rifice. To keep Isa safe, every year a Crow girl is offered to the Lord of the Dead, this year it's Rune's turn. Her green eyes have set her apart before, her blood has made inferior, but now she faces an even greater challenge than surviving in a Regal ruled Isa. Now, stuck on both fronts, her country in danger, Rune needs to make a choice. Let her green eyes damn her to a life in Hell or to join the fight and stop this war before her home bathed in the blood of innocent thousands...Before Orthos burns. I own this story. This is going to be the first few chapters of the book as I am working on making it into a full novel. Please leave feedback and constructive criticism, no flames will be accepted. Thank you
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