Ellora's Sun

Ellora's Sun

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Magic was never meant to be chaotic or hurtful. It was never supposed to cause pain. Magic was supposed to be beautiful. Powerful. Full of light. So why has it only brought darkness to her life? -- Adelaide Baker knew from an early age that she was meant to live a painfully mediocre life. She learned not to expect much from life, and she didn't give much back in return. She worked hard, she was smart enough to get by in class, and she did what she had to do to put a roof over their head. That was enough for her. Adela didn't need glamour, money, or popularity. She was content with the ordinary, uneventful life they had built, and had no plans to change it. Her little brother had always been the exact opposite - dreaming of fantastical ways their lives would be changed. James thought they would be swept away on the wings of friendly dragons, and befriend the neighborhood fairies. But even James wasn't prepared for the storm that was about to take over their lives. As much as Adela tried to ignore the strange things happening around her, she knew when Christoph showed up that her days of normalcy were gone. She was about to enter a war she had no business being a part of, with a power that should belong to anyone but her. The more she tried to fight learning about her past, the stronger her magic became. Adela had spent her whole life trying to blend in, be normal, don't make trouble - so what was she supposed to do when they expected her to be their savior?
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