Under the Blue Oak

Under the Blue Oak

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A sword holds the power to slay the beast under Navastavia. It rests by a blue oak tree coated with silver leaves, waiting for its new champion to be born. When Eleanor has a dream, her two friends Darvyn and Aisling tag along to Navastavia forest to help her look for the sword. Upon touching the sword, she has a vision about Malice, a powerful being trapped under the castle. Join Eleanor as she collects the eleven stones to save the world. Welcome! This is only a first draft, I kinda don't have time right now to make a second draft sorry!!
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