After Time Fell In Magmaine
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Time is gone, lost and forgotten.
On the planet Knisk, time has been eliminated through a battle, a battle originally fought to end the Kingdoms slavery, but soon became a war against the Grand Witches of Hell.
The decade of fighting ended with the death of Witches, the loss of time and still the ever present slaves in the mountains of Magmaine...
Knisk is full of thousand year old traditions, slavery being one of them, but also festivals and the way of the Crown, but the ones which Tanith knows best are the traditions of the mountains.
Is living in the aftermath of war even worth it for Tanith, or will she end it all, like the other sufferers in Magmaine. After all she does have the choice of death or 'service', but your death is suicide and so is your 'service'.
You always have a choice in Knisk, it just depends on what options you get.
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Hmmmm so this is my first wattpad thingy so if by some miracle you are reading this then sorry if there are any mistakes so please tell me and stuff. I have not planned anything, I am one of those loony peeps who write as they go and make it up as the story goes along, so just telling you now before you read in case you hate this kind of thing.
Oh yeah I make up words and stuff so if they end up actually being words I will change them but I do always complete a few searches on Google to check, but just in case tell me or something and I will change it.
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