A Terrible Fantasy
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Dear [y/n]
Are you wondering what's going on here? Well allow me to tell you.
In the war torn land of Abyssopia, four Kingdoms stand, each at war with one another, refusing to buckle over at the harsh attacks from the others! No one knows why the war started, all we know is that it was the Farlands who stated it. All I want to know is why? From the outside, the Farlands seem to have it all, they're a land filled with mystical creatures and magic, but yet, they attack the 3 human kingdoms expecting what? For them not to defend their land? Makes no sense to me! Perhaps we'll find out someday!
-Lauren from the LARA
[Possible Tw]
This story does contain violence, I'll try not go into too much detail when I'm writing it in.
Also not so much a Tw, this isn't a [y/n] story, I just put that in the description to make it flow a bit better. Also I think it was probably books like 'The Gilded Ones' by Namina Forna, and 'Cinderella is Dead' by Kalynn Bayron that inspired me to make this. (btw they're both really good books so definitely read them if you get the chance)
-Kara
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