This Scorched Kingdom
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Last published Tue, Jul 2, 2019
No one knew there was a curtain separating Realms, until it ripped.
At seventeen, I've been surviving in the wasteland that used to be Earth for three years. Wielders have overrun humanity and the magically twisted creatures you thought could only be real in your nightmares? They bump in the night.
I spend most days sleeping, and nights hunting for food. For anything really; shelter, comfort, peace.
When a Wielder finds me in a burnt out basement, I know any chance of seeing my twentieth birthday is gone. The only one able to transport between Realms, I'm quickly hunted on both sides of the curtain. Wielders and humans alike vie for the power it seems only I can wield, but I'm just a human.
Aren't I?
*For fans of Sarah J Maas and Leigh Bardugo*
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