Little Clover

Little Clover

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Elizabeth Wilde had a difficult childhood, if you could even call it that. She didn't know where she came from, who her parents were, or why she even existed at all. Was it all some cruel joke? She was alone and the only thing that she knew about herself really was that she was a slave. But just after her 18th birthday, she accidentally stumbles upon a special ceremony meant to pair grimoires with their owners. In awe, Elizabeth manages to work up the nerve to sneak into the ceremony, but to her surprise, she unexpectedly receives a grimoire of her own. Elizabeth, knowing nothing about magic and grimoires, takes it and runs, ignoring all the shocked whispers and gasps about her grimoire having four leaves instead of just three. **Please note that the photos used to create the cover are not mine, the cover itself was created by me, but the original photos do not belong to me** \\Unedited//
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This story begins in the country of Britannia. A country where several certain races live with one another. And at the center of these races stood a girl. A beautiful girl with wild molten hair and eyes that reflected the universe. She was the creation of love and the child of wilderness. She was someone full of wisdom, wisdom she had gathered from centuries of experience. Many don't know how she was born, some saying that she was the daughter of the blazing sun while others say that she was born from ashes during an alluring eclipse. The name they called her? Malaika Kya. Angel from the diamond sky. For eons she wandered, visiting many kingdoms and gaining many friends. She battled battles that many would have died from, protecting those she holds dear. Slowly, her family began to grow. Person by person, home by home, kingdom by kingdom. Her heart spreading the biggest of wings. But then it happened. The one she loved most was attacked, almost dying because of someone's idiocy. And so she fought. She fought for her dying family, soon gaining the powers of the internal flame buried deep inside her. Screeching her painful cry, she fought in her new form with all her might. But it wasn't enough as it's hand sprouted from her body. Tears fell from the eyes of her lover, his eyes wide as he watched her body wither in pain. Hey dark eye were gentle a she watched his physical pain disappear, his wounds sealed shut as he snatched her closer one more time. Softly she apologized, saying words she wanted so badly to say before sealing their goodbye with a kiss. After one last smile, she disappeared into the fire below, her body dissipating into the molten flames as her words echoed into the soundless wind. "Mind telling me about that promise again?"

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