Stars' Curse

Stars' Curse

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Calgara is cursed. The kind of curse that is passed down through generations. As Cal's life goes on, her body slowly transforms into a skeleton, so that she may never feel the sun on her skin or the fresh summer breeze, smell lavender in the mysterious shops, or taste her favorite foods that remind her of a time past. The stars have cursed her, and she has never forgiven them. Dante is a sorcerer. Or one in training, at least. His family wants him to carry on the tradition of selling potions and magic items to the State, but that isn't his preferred way of life. He wants to learn the rarest and most difficult magic of all: Fatewinding. The intertwining of fate itself. Their lives become tied together when the Zodiac God Scorpio is missing. The Council of the Zodiac cannot find him themselves, and they task the two with this quest. The reward: Dante can finally learn Fatewinding, and Cal, as well as her future generations of family, will never be cursed again.
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