Born From Ashes {DSMP AU BOOK 1}
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| A DSMP AU BOOK |
This book is a work of Fiction and follows my OC through my version of the DSMP.
| I do not own any of characters apart from my OC |
| No Sexual Content! Mature Warning: Violence, Gore and Horror Themes |
| Not to full DSMP accuracy so please don't come for me! |
It was an ordinary day, the sun was filtering its way down into the Earth's bed to let room for the Moon to have a turn on this pleasant moment. It was beautiful. As the night settled in the Moon shone across the dark wooded area allowing the fairies and monsters to roam the surface. A man with blonde hair was sitting on a small bench watching the view before him, small tears fell down his cheeks and onto the wooden surface below.
The leaves on the trees blew from the small breeze, such a peaceful night. The blonde boy looked towards the Moon then he lowered his head towards the small gravestone just at the entrance of the dark woodland. 'Here lies my true love: Kristin. Known to many as Mumza, Goddess, Mother and Wife. May we see each other again' It was decorated with Purple and Golden Roses - she was loved by all.
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