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Memory of Dust - Where Time Gathers series

Memory of Dust - Where Time Gathers series

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Strength is forged where stone breaks. Zin has spent years venturing beyond the known valleys, hunting the mysterious stones that grant extraordinary abilities to those capable of wielding them. He knows how to survive the wilds. He knows where the earth will crack before it does. And he knows better than most that one mistake is enough to get someone killed. But something is changing. Armies are moving. People are disappearing. New stones are emerging. Some more powerful than others. When Zin and his companions are drawn into a struggle between rival chiefs, kings, and forces they barely understand, an expedition into the unknown becomes something far more dangerous. Zin and his company are forced to confront their past and who they are in the present. MEMORY OF DUST is the first book in Where Time Gathers, an epic fantasy series of ancient mysteries, dangerous expeditions, rival kingdoms, and people forced to discover what remains of them when everything they rely upon begins to break.
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Long ago, when the world was young and humanity struggled against the forces of chaos, the gods intervened. They forged a sword, not as a weapon of destruction, but as a gift of hope. Each god poured a fragment of their essence into it-courage, wisdom, resilience, and strength. It's a sword meant for everything possible. For centuries, the blade lay hidden, waiting for the right moment to be discovered. It wasn't buried in gold or locked away in a grand vault-it rested quietly in the heart of the earth, untouched and unseen, until the time was right. When the first hand grasped the hilt, the sword came alive. Its surface shimmered with an otherworldly glow, a promise of the power within. The one who found it didn't know the gods had shaped it, nor did they understand the weight of what they held. But the sword recognized them. It responded to their strength, their resolve, and their needs. As the blade cut through the darkness for the first time, it wasn't just its edge that brought change. It was the force behind it-the will to fight for survival, for something greater than fear. With every swing, the sword grew brighter, stronger, as if it fed not on blood but on purpose. Though the gods forged the blade, it wasn't theirs anymore. In that moment, it became part of humanity, a bond between the divine and mortal worlds. And for the one who wielded it, the sword was more than steel and magic-it was a companion, a guide, and a silent promise: you are not alone. Thus began the sword's journey, not just as a tool of battle, but as a symbol of what humanity could become. And though its path was just beginning, the gods knew it would go on, far beyond what even they could imagine. (this is my very first novel. I got my inspiration from a nail clipper)

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