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The Lost Tales of Aralorn

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The tiniest rustle of a leaf.

She froze, her spine stiff, ears scanning the immense depth of forest around her. Her eyes slowly slid back down towards the package, her most precious child, that she was about to impart from herself. Forever.

I'll grieve later, she thought. She waved her hand above its face, forehead scrunched up in fervent concentration. After a moment, she stopped and gently placed her puckered lips onto her little ones head. "Equil par ono", she whispered. As her faced hardened, readying herself for the next key moments of her chances of survival, the package disappeared into the mist. By Jovah, I hope he lives, she plead.



A young beautiful woman lays down her one and only child on the footstep of a city fringe orphanage. The ancient tongue flows from her lips, an innate love surrounding the baby as he vanishes to be kept safe. This child grows up unknowing his power and heritage, and will ultimately face a lurking dark magic that has never been imagined before. A seed of devastation has been planted on the far side of Aralorns borders, and it's ambition shall claim the whole nation. The fate of all races rests on the shoulders of that 1 month young babe.All Rights Reserved

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Eternally His (Completed) (Slowly Editing) by jazzy11112002

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Not So Invisible (Obi x OC) by izless

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Allen Walker And The Missing Voices by SeaDragonSoul

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