The Witchlings Lullaby
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Ostatnia publikacja niedz., lis 17, 2024
Nature requires balance. That is how the world turns, the birds sing, and how time itself ticks along.
Magic in its very own nature, is mystifying. In its adventurous embrace many of us find peace, and escape, or even just joy. We all come from stories. We all write our own stories, as fate unravels itself. Like a winding road map we follow our own paths to whatever destination awaits us. Each our own yellow brick road.
But what if, but chance, instead of only dealing with the cards we have been dealt, we reach out with our hopeful fingers and dreamy minds to clasp to whatever strands of fate we can gather. Grasping each thread in our tight fist and pulling. Pulling and stretching each thread until it becomes the destiny we desire. Because contrary to the bedtime stories, nature takes so that it CAN give, and magic is not fair. Not even if you are courageous and good. Nor is fate.
Amiri, the blessed daughter of the blood moon, is doing her best to find her own purpose in life. Because Amiri is mortal, and her time is fickle and limited.
But what happens when creatures of legend and myths come crashing into her reality? What will happen as she fights for her own choice, when facing love and fate, and all that lies between?
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