The Rose War [UNFINISHED]

The Rose War [UNFINISHED]

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The strange meeting with the wizard was just the beginning. The magic of life given to her by him started it all. "You must go to the mountains," he told her, "The mountain people and their winged wolves will teach you how to use it," She thought finding the mountains would be hard enough and tried not to look to far ahead. If she had seen how hard it would be to gain the trust of the mountain people and learn to use the magic of life, would she have continued her journey? But when she has finally learned to use the powerful magic and begins to bring the land back to life by breaking the dark magic of the evil eastern queen, what will happen to her when the queen herself learns of what is happening to her land? Will Fiandra die at the hands of the queen's assassins? Or will she at last defeat the queen who has ruled over the land for so long? But there's one thing that neither side is counting on. A prophecy of a black rose. A rose with enormous power. Power that can be used for either bad or good. Who will get to the rose first? The fate of the entire empire depends on this one black rose.
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