The Arc-Light Expedition

The Arc-Light Expedition

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Fantasy
An ecosystem twisted by magic. An ancient device called the Arc-Light. Rulers of a nation built upon the foundations of magic and the divine vie for dominance in a changing world of their own construction. To investigate the ecological phenomena since the Greatest Solution, the ruling Circle of Magi dispatched an expeditionary force, named The Arc-Light Expedition, but their rendevzous fail and all members of the team are presumed dead within the first three weeks. In their place, a hero rises: a self-proclaimed mage, and an enemy to the Circle, to take the risks no other would dare and to unravel the secrets of a world lost to history. Until, on a dark and starry night, the Arc-Light descends from the Heavens to decree its truths and a hero's fate. The idea of this story is a future sequel to a manuscript I have almost completed, called The Order of Ivayla. This one focuses on a single main character with several characteristics done differently. It is a test-bed for a strict first-person, present-tense experimental story. There are psychological themes in development. The main character, Mira, communicates to an entity who is a figure of mental degradation.
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That's right, these are just.. my memories. They're flashing before my eyes, but why? Am I dying? No, I can't die yet, there's so much I have to do. And really... I really don't want to relive through these memories. My past... This worthless past. This worthless... "And that fleeting hope where I started to believe that I could fix my life grew so big, I couldn't control it. At that moment, I knew I had to make it back to finish my self-imposed duties." "But in the end, they were nothing but words. I couldn't manage a single thing on my own. At the end of the day, right before my eyes, I'm reminded that I shouldn't have been the one to survive-Not at all." All of my attempts, everything I've been through, and all I had to suffer for, it was all just a pathetic, comical, uninteresting story. [Also on Quotev under GabrielXander]

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