The Fourth Verse

The Fourth Verse

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Sep 14, 2020
What if the war drums that beat to the rhythm of the battle between light and darkness wasn't accompanied by the sound of clashing armies and piercing cries....but instead, the drums were silenced and, in their place, a sorrowful ballad; a melody that started slow only to rise in tempo before fading to silence in the end? After over a decade of being separated, Aden finally manages to locate the person most important to him. But, when the reunion doesn't go quite as planned, pasts mix violently with the present and Aden fears the day Logan discovers the truths of who they are and the cycle they are forced to endure. Within a song, verses can mix and intermingle. They can twist and tangle, their tempos rising and falling in speed and sound. A song of tragedy and forgiveness? A song of love and distrust? A song of pain and healing? All will be decided within the fourth verse... *Note* Contains Mature Themes ***Trigger Warning*** While not frequent, this story does contain scenes of sexual abuse, rape, dark imagery, etc. Viewer discretion is advised.
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"Some flowers only bloom in silence-and some songs were never meant to be forgotten." In the cliffside kingdom of Velstara, where the palace looms above the abyss and the people live under watchful eyes, Prince Till is little more than a porcelain heir-adopted, abused, and meant to be seen, not heard. He survives by writing poetry in secret and playing forbidden melodies on a stringed instrument he hides beneath his bed. He has learned that caution is a form of armor-and silence, a kind of obedience. But silence does not last forever. When Captain Ivan, the eerie and unreadable commander of the king's knights, is sent to war, he begins writing letters to the prince-letters that say nothing yet somehow mean everything. As battles rage beyond the cliffs, something ancient stirs beneath them: a rebellion wrapped in song, in grief, in flowers that bloom where none should grow. And the prince's poetry may be the key to awakening it. Then a letter is found. A truth is betrayed. And a song long-buried begins to hum again. In a kingdom where speaking can cost your life, Auren must decide what kind of story he wants to leave behind: a broken echo... or a final aria. A romantic, lyrical fantasy about the power of grief, rebellion, and the quiet bravery of those who bloom in the shadows. . . . All art is made by me! TikTok - @mikamika320_ Instagram - @mimika_320 Twitter - @mikamika_0320

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