The Forest Ghost

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comedy fantasy fiction medieval satire tristan

A ghost in a deep, forgotten forest demands a sacrifice: 100 liters of blood spilt in honorable combat, from each kingdom.
How powerful can a single ghost be against 20 soldiers? And against a team of, beware, 3 protagonists!All Rights Reserved

comedy fantasy fiction medieval satire tristan

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Chapter 1 - Definitely not a heroic story.
Wed, Nov 28, 2018

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Chapter 1 - Definitely not a heroic story.
Wed, Nov 28, 2018

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This is actually my first finished draft of this story, which means there are lots of mistakes still. Feel free to point out things you are confused about or spelling/grammar errors. Lots of the chapter titles are sloppy and a couple of the chapters need to be completely rewritten because they are so horrible. I hope you enjoy and leave your thoughts.

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//He had my hands pinned tightly above my head as I squirmed beneath him. The blade twisting between his fingers. He held it up to my throat. I was afraid but refused to show it. "Hurt me." I said between gritted teeth. He just gave me a sorrowful glance before driving the dagger into my flesh.// This is no story of love and happiness. This is a story of death and destruction. One of a man and woman who met one night and not only changed the lives of themselves, but the lives of a whole world of people. One was fire and one was water. They were perfectly balanced. Until one night when the sun fell just below the tip of the tallest castle, the balance faltered, and all hell broke loose. Fire on fire. This is no memorable story that was told on for generations after. No. This is a story of the forgotten. ------------------------------------------- The prince and princess are forced to marry out of their fathers hatred for one another. Yet, there's a falter to the plan and murder gets involved. Will the two be able to put aside years of pent up hatred, or will love conquer all? #2 in tragiclovestory Socials: @0fficialcrystalwebb on tiktok

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