Giant Mariah

Giant Mariah

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A tiny speck of light flew around the town Storom shouting her name and ambitions for everyone to hear. Leaving the populace wondering how does this tiny being no bigger than a toothpick have a loud and thunderous voice. She was tiny Mariah. The well-known fairy with a dream bigger than life. She always exclaimed, loud and clear, "I am a Giant! Giant Mariah!" Ten years after she vanished, a notorious thief that went by the name of Aviya stumbled upon a tiny figure laying inside the roots of a dying tree. Barely breathing and her body thin and frail, that was the same Mariah that once used to proudly exclaim greatness.
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Damsels aren't supposed to wield swords, especially ancient swords that will have the blood of thousands spilled across it. ✵✵✵✵✵ Deep in the mountains of Cambria, there lives a legendary queen of unparalleled beauty, benevolence and brutality. She seeks only to avenge her family, but it is easier said than done. She must travel far into the formidable lands of Northumbria to find the king who killed her father. With the help of an assassin turned friend, queen Una sees that nothing can get in her way, except a secret that will shatter her reality forever. ✵✵✵✵✵ EXCERPT ✵✵✵✵✵ "I can understand what it must be like for you, trapped in the walls of the north mountains. While Christian Bryttania grew, your pagan roots began to rot as your people lay waste to the invasions of the Danes and Vikings. A millennia ago, most lived and died within the short distance of which they were born. Their existence was bounded by the wilderness in the unyielding darkness of ancient woods, by the ice shown peaks of impenetrable mountains. This old truth is your reality, is it not?" ✵✵✵✵ WARNING CONTAINS ✵✵✵✵ Disturbing Images Strong Sexual Content Strong Violence Pervasive Language ✵✵✵✵✵✵ Word Count ✵✵✵✵✵✵ Number of words: 191,554 Number of pages in book: 734

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