Fabled
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WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication dim., août 21, 2022
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3 kids. 3. Random. Kids. Why did myth choose them? No one will ever know the ways of folklore. 3 kids all united by a similar, strange happening in their lives-and it took them to their adventure. Amerisa, Sam, and Kolsten all end up in a magical place of Irish legend called Tír na nÓg. They have to find their way out, and once they do, their lives are turned around. They must figure out how to bring everything back to normal, back to the way it used to be, or major things could go wrong-but life always seems to beat the message down on them: Once a soul is changed, it can't be changed back to it's original dimensions. And this secret they will carry with them for the rest of their lives. A/N I had this unpublished for a while cuz I was gonna go through the chapters and edit them to make them better, and I got to like, chapter three before I was like, nah. So this isn't my best work and some small details might be inconsistent, but still, please read on!
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***Book One of the Orson Goldbloom tetralogy*** "Are you sure that will work?" I deadpan. She responds with a grim nod. "But...is casting down two lives worth it?" I ask again. This time, she ignores me. "F😠😠😠," I mutter, annoyedly. Then I raise my voice. "Is casting two lives down worth it or not?" "Orson, can't you be any more annoying?" She sighs. "Guess I can't, so give me some answers!" She rolls her eyes and brandishes a knife at me. "You act like that Kore girl. You know, the elf." I taunt her. Kore is disabled. "You act like you like her," she replies. I don't even like Kore! Kore must have been at least 40! "I don't!" "Lovebirds, lovebirds, flocking in a herd..." she mocks. "Is that even a nursery rhyme?" I deadpan. She shakes her head, sending her dark curls flying, and continues to chant, "lovebirds, lovebirds, your deception's so absurd..." F😠😠😠 her.

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