At the eye of the storm

At the eye of the storm

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WpMetadataNoticeUltima pubblicazione mar, lug 16, 2024
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Fantasy
In a world where people are not separated by the colour of their skin or the origin of their birth, not even by the religion that they follow, but by the colour of their eyes. Those with eyes the colour green, lush and luxuriant like the mighty forests that once grew over all the land, are considered the luckiest and most noble of people; next those with grey eyes like that of a raging storm are said to be the most practical and reliable. Those with blue eyes like that of rain, are calm, peaceful and traditional. The colour hazel like that of an ancient tree are sharp and determined; last comes brown, an earthy colour like that of chocolate and a long rusted coin, people with this eye colour are associated with stability, confidence, reliability, and safety. All in their own little worlds hidden from the rest; but do not let it deceive you into thinking that they do not know the others exist. In the middle of all these separate kingdoms a small tribe was left alone, and forgotten as they had no such colour to define them For their eyes were white.
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Once, Aurish was a land of unmatched beauty and prosperity, where dragons soared freely and the people lived in harmony with nature. But their arrogance believing themselves divine led to their downfall. The gods sent a plague that turned the infected into savage, soul-eating monsters. The kingdom fell, and the dragons, once revered, disappeared. As the plague spread beyond Aurish, neighboring kingdoms fell one by one each succumbing to the relentless tide of horror. In a desperate bid to survive, the nine kingdoms united to form the Xandorian Empire. Despite their differences, they were bound by a single purpose: to fight the growing darkness. In this new empire, every teenager reaching seventeen is conscripted to fight. Their paths as either warriors, scribes, or dragon riders chosen for them by fate. Amidst the chaos and despair, hope flickered in the heart of the Xandorian Empire, like a candle in the dark, waiting to be ignited by the courage of its people or maybe just a white haired boy. ____________________________________________ ~Any bad comment will be taken down. ~I do not own any of the pictures in this story and got them all from Pinterest. ~This is a BL. A gay novel. As in two men. Jsyk. ~I apologize if the lines are a bit off on your device. I am using an iPhone and i swear it looks ok on mine so just bare with me till I find a solution. ~If you're here thinking it's complete, sorry but it's not. HOWEVER! You can just give it a chance ;) Enjoy and thank you all for your support🌷🌷🌷

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