The Tales of Three
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A tale of three countries led by three regents on the island of Egarillion.
"Cedric, it is me. I need you to understand that it's not personal." Leilatha whispered as calmly as possible into his ear. The king rolled over to once again face the queen, he squinted his tired eyes trying to make out her dark silhouette.
"Do you understand?" she repeated. "Yes, yes, now let me sleep" he mumbled sleepily but couldn't finish the sentence, his eyes widened as he realised what had been done. Leilatha had plunged his silver hunting dagger right through his throat. He tried to scream as he felt his soul drift away from his mortal body but only air and blood seeped out of the wound. He raised his arm in a final attempt to hit her, kill her, make her hurt in any way, but only a second after it was raised it fell to the blood stained mattress with a quiet thud. The king had been slain.
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Please note that this story may depict disturbing and traumatizing instances of death, sexual assault, abuse, and self-injurious behavior ▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎ "You can't kill gods, but you can kill their freedom, that's what makes them just as vulnerable as mortal beings." In Whyrlsong, Chaos is fate, and the gods beneath it are its Vessels. Silvanya is among the chosen Vessels of war incarnate. At the peak of her prowess, a betrayal unfurls, forcing gods to turn against each other. Silvanya is the first to fall as she is cursed to an eternal slumber with a dagger driven to the center of her chest. And it only takes an oath-bound mortal like Aerys, to pull the dagger from her heart and have her loyalty under his whim. With a broken Vessel at his side, it is up to him whether he uses her for his own agenda or free her from her cursed shackles and let chaos lead the rest. ▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎▪︎ This story is a work in progress and will therefore be subject to changes in plotlines.
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