Sign of The Messengers

Sign of The Messengers

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Brianne Tenna was a normal 16 year old girl. She had almost everything she could ask for and more... Until she was marked by a Messenger with the Sacred Wings tattoo on her back. Messengers are people that are marked to send messages between the living and the dead. All humans know about the Messengers, it's how they move on when a loved one passes away. A Messenger is marked when he or she shows potential of being capable to handle the job. They must be smart, clever, have a good memory, but most of all, be brave. When Brianne was marked, she had only one of those characteristics, she was clever and knew how to find her way into or out of anything. When she gets to the Council of Messengers, a training facility for newly marked Messengers, she senses a great Evil at work. Little does she know, her Council has been at war with this Evil for centuries. Another thing Brianne doesn't know, is that the main reason she was Marked, was to stop the war. Can she do it?
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