When Stars Fall (NaNoWriMo22)

When Stars Fall (NaNoWriMo22)

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*COMPLETED* 100 years after the death of her sister, Alcyone is ripped from her home and brought down to Realm Beyond. With her life in danger, she ventures deeper into the mortal realm hoping to find her way back to where she truly belongs. But, a small hitch crumbles her plans of escape. A mortal boy from the outside of Beyond traps her and tries to take her with him to his home. With danger slowly closing in on the two, will Alcyone be able to survive the greed of man? Or will she succumb to the ill fate that occurs when Stars fall? Inspired by the novel and motion - picture , stardust
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The war storms at the Frontier... The gods are broken. The empire is burning. And the end has already begun. A warrior with no past unleashes power no mortal should wield. A young ruler clings to a dying crown as his people lose faith. A chaos mage, feared and revered, walks with death in her shadow. Amongst their ranks-two Rifter siblings, wilders of ruin, benders of space and time. Feared. Watched. Leashed by the most powerful. But even under chains, love blooms... and loyalty begins to shift. When the empress falls into a cursed slumber-her unborn child the last ember of prophecy- the empire sends its strongest into the Abyss of Lost Quintessence: A place where even time forgets itself, where silence hungers, and where One of the Roots of the Umbrovyn Tree stands-ancient, cracked, and bleeding memory. Monstrosities roam, daring to strike in daylight. The veils whisper betrayal. Alliances splinter. Some stand frozen, unsure of their next move- fearing one wrong step may provoke the wrath of a dominion vast as a world and cruel as the gods who forged it. Old gods stir, craving redemption through ruin. The Royal House fractures beneath betrayal. A founding father, long patient, now bares their intent- to seize the throne by force, by cunning, by wagering all that is. Their House's malice toward the flawed Royal line can no longer be cloaked. Love will test loyalty. Legends will bleed. And in the dying light of Ether-Space- The Aurora must not fall... Or all realities will burn. 🔥

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