Stranger Afar

Stranger Afar

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Hearken thine ears to this final hymn, for it shall only be said once before time heaveth Her final sigh. Ere the Age of Fleshborn, there was only Cosmos, and He was alone. Realms lied unsculpted, mantled by dark. Then the Cosmos raised His hand, and the dark shattered, shedding its benighted cloak. Aeons withered in Time before the Old Ones rose and claimed Their thrones in a world not Theirs, seized godhoods of their own making. Within a world realm from the Fleshborn, the Old Ones cloistered in cold keeps, fearing the beings of another realm that had imprisoned Them in the womb of the world. Yet another standeth before Them, a being born of the dust unto a realm of those more than flesh. The mantle of divine favor is passed onto a young boy, a stranger in a valley of fiends. Ancients wake from their slumber, a boy learneth to speak the tongues of beasts, and Chaos Herself is unleashed as the reign of Old Ones that has endured many an aeon is brought to naught. All touched by divine favor must suffer, all must fulfill their burdens, to whatever end: wither or transcend.
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⊰ The Wattys 2021 Shortlist ⊱ ⊰ Winner of the Wattpad India Awards 2020 Fantasy and Adventure ⊱ ; Two brave hearts emerged from the tragedy- one a saviour, the other a hero. ; 'I wish we're sent on another hunt,' she spoke, 'I simply can't wait to slay those sorry creatures.' Her face contorted with disgust. He chuckled and gently tugged her nose, 'All in good time, Anamika. The cosmos waits for everyone.' She was surprised, 'It does?' He nodded, 'Of course it does. How else would you explain the coexistence of so many souls?' 'I thought they just went on. The higher souls go to the Devlok and they forget about us.' He shook his head, 'No, they don't. Indeed, they stay there in the Devlok for some time but when they're done enjoying the fruit of their good deeds, they go back to the Prithvilok.' He paused, 'It's birth and death over and over again.' ; Join Anamika and Keval as they venture into the depths of war and death- from normal beings of the earth to the strongest of the two warring realms. Both felt worthless, both were broken, both were afraid. But worthlessness can be fought, brokenness can be mended, fears can be faced. They feared for themselves for the Heaven they were promised seemed lost, gone to waste. . . . #1 in Sunflower Awards 2.0 #2 in The Sapphire Awards

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