Prologue to Norvika

Prologue to Norvika

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This is the prologue of the fantasy book I am writing (work in progress). Norvika is a fictional world set in a time akin to the dark ages of Medieval history. It is a northern world, with a predominantly boreal landscape, sparse with human settlements. In the wake of an old empire, a frail but willful Kingdom emerged, unable to restore the culture that once was. Four hundred years after the empire, the unified Kingdom faces threats from within and outside. Bodin, Iona, Lorand, Leif, and many others, face the challenges of their time, as they try to survive the ominous changes around them. Cover image: Yurixy Dark Forest by holybr
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The locals had warned me that no one in their right mind would enter the North Woods alone, not unless they had a death wish. It's a good thing then that I am not in my right mind. Fear had prevented me from returning to this place for years, but the nightmares depriving me of sleep threatened to steal what little sanity I had left, leaving me with no other choice than to confront the source of my apprehension. I was tired of pretending that everything was ok. That I was ok. I needed the nightmares to stop. But in order for that to happen, I needed to uncover my lost memories. The North Woods held answers, of that much I was certain. So here I stand, ready to face my past. If only I could get my legs to move. **FIRST DRAFT - UNEDITED **

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