The Dark Odyssey {Unedited}

The Dark Odyssey {Unedited}

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, May 24, 2019
Overall Summary: The world is vacant, asleep, and those awake must find there way through the old world that has awoken. Sage, a thief in the big city deals with the fae, the criminal world, no sense of identity, and possibly being the prophsized chosen one. Creed, a soldier of the Vaustri people, is looked down upon for the mistakes of her great-grandfather and the shame that he brought to his people. Part 1 - Summary [Currently revising]: Sage Nakajima an adopted, 17 year old girl, is the only one in her family to not be effected by a curse that flooded the world. She must find ways to survive this new world, and with her new friends, she might just be able to do that. Maybe also find out some more about her birth-parents along the way. Part 2 - Summary [Currently writing]: Creed Nygaard a child of supernatural, an 18 year old girl, is the only one of her family to not be effected by a curse that flooded the world. She finds herself helping an enemy survive to keep herself alive. Little does she know where their adventure might lead, what family secrets might be uncovered. [Unedited, Rough Draft] Cover by @averysummers
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She woke to a world washed in silver. The clouds hung low, heavy with secrets. And when the rain began, soft, deliberate. She welcomed it like an old friend. But this morning wasn't like the others. Between the drops, she saw them. Tiny beings, born of shimmer and storm. Fairies. Real ones. They moved like the rain itself knew how to keep them hidden. And in that quiet wonder, something ancient stirred. Everyone else rushed past, umbrellas raised, eyes down. No one noticed. Except her. One fairy remained. Still, glowing, watching her like it had been waiting. When she whispered, "Hello," the world began to shift. But the rain wasn't the only thing falling that day. A parcel was coming. A diary that writes back. A demon who already knows her name. And a truth her father buried long ago. The past isn't sleeping. It's waking up.

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