The Seer and The Favored
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"....Just....just avoid this girl! Really. You can't make any contact with her." The seer said breathlessly, as if she'd been hunted down.
"Who?"
"A girl with raven black hair and pale face. She'll bring your dooms!"
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After the night he visited that oracle tent and met the mysterious, yet intriguing silvery-eyes seer, everything changed drastically for Vronski. Ceaseless same dream that had him woken up at the same time in the night, confusing unfortunate events that fell upon him, and the image of those silvery-eyes that wouldn't ever leave his mind. He had only one thing in pursuit now, finding that seer again to reveal what actually happened.
Meanwhile, in another part of the city, a pale girl was trying her everything to go back to the past and fix her destiny. But the oracle of her present had slowly come true and she had to deal with someone in the present first before executing her plan.
The oracle of hundred years had manifested itself. Only how Vronski and the girl get caught up in its web and find their way out?
Unravel it on "The Seer and The Favored."
*this is my first attempt to make a novel here. As my native language is not English, please bear with my error and I would appreciate if you would give me views, comments, votes, and suggestions. Updates are every Sunday. Keep reading and have a nice day :)
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