The seven
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Last published Sat, Aug 21, 2021
Seven teens are fated to save another realm, will the power bestowed upon them be enough to complete their fate. They end up on a quest of sorts to defeat a long seated monarchy while battling with their own hearts that lead them astray.
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As soon as I made to speak I felt the air turn cool and then we were falling. My stomach plummeted . And I felt all of us let out screams as we scrambled for each other in the air that unforgivingly ripped us apart.
Wind whipped up my hair into my eyes , but I knew we were falling, I tried to reach for the girls I had been holding onto before but the wind tormented me by throwing me in all directions. There was a bright glow that was growing in brightness above me. And even when I held my hand in front of my closed eyelids , the light shone through , scouring me of everything I had ever held dear. The world could have been erased for all I knew. But the light was like the sun had been situated right behind my eyelids. And with that I welcomed the only darkness I was going to get ...
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