Embers of Eternity

Embers of Eternity

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Death is inevitable for everyone, regardless of wealth or species, leaving behind only memories and regrets. My convictions wavered as I faced an unfamiliar reality - transformed into a creature with lizard-like features and bird wings, questioning my humanity amid confusion and burning sensations. In my previous life, a shy high school student, death found me unexpectedly while rescuing a cat. Grateful to escape exams, I was oblivious to the extraordinary existence awaiting me. In another realm, an enchanting figure occupied a throne, captivating all who beheld them. Little did they know, someone might resist their allure. . . . •°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•° This is my first writing venture, I am against plagiarism, as this work embodies a long-cherished dream of mine, since the age of 14. Your support is invaluable, and I hope you enjoy the journey. please let me know if you love the story.
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Hands held me to the ground. Multiple pairs of hands. Multiple faces. A grinning wolf. A razor sharp smile. Bloody lips. I felt their hands claw over my body like they were digging into my flesh. Nails scraped at my skin, knuckles pressed into my flesh. They were tearing me apart. Their fingers gnawed at me, wanting to devour me whole. Wanting to take a piece of me as they leaned over from above. I watched them push and shove each other, grabbing my leg, an arm, my hair. I thrashed beneath them, screaming, but like always my voice was non-existent. ............................................................................ Princess Serri Bayor, did not expect to find herself wondering through the wild forest of Miran alone at night. After escaping the confines of the palace, the last thought on her mind was death. But now as she ventured further into the unknown territory, she wondered what sort of death she would face. All her life she had been warn of what laid in this lush forest. What these towering trees have seen and witnessed beneath their bowing canopies. Suddenly marrying that hairy pig of a man seemed less disgusting. She wondered if turning back would be too late. Would her father kill her upon her arrival or would something else take her life and send her head back on a spike? Follow along as Princess Serri ventures off into a teaming forest filled with hungry killers, tempting eyes and twisted fates. Be forewarned though. This is no fairytale of a story.

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