Curse or a Blessing
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  • Parts 9
  • Time 1h 46m
  • Reads 116
  • Votes 4
  • Parts 9
  • Time 1h 46m
Ongoing, First published Dec 03, 2019
For the last seventeen and a half years, Sarcelle thought she knew her place in the world. From birth, she was a stain on the Firth name, so her life was to be spent striving to find ways to make up for whatever wrong she was responsible for. She became a healer, and while she was not loved nor embraced, she could be relied upon to take care of the villagers in her small mountain community. She believed this was all she would ever amount to.

The spirits had other plans for her. Catapulted out of her comfortable but miserable life by an accidental slip in the river she's always feared, Sarcelle finds herself lost in a world that is not her own

Here, she finds the purpose she had always been missing, hope she had never thought she'd have, and friendships she'd never felt she deserved. But with this new-found purpose comes a steep choice. 
She will either embrace her "curse" and bring healing to the land, or it'll be by her hand that they are doomed forever.


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