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Last published Wed, Mar 6, 2024
I am Anahita, the young mistress of our clan. The Kalta clan.
According to our legends, we come from an ancient civilization, the Ketvihims, who were the first inhabitants of our continent, Stonhmir.
The Ketvihims were the protectors of the forest, and in exchange, they were blessed by Earthia, the protective spirit of these lands: they received extraordinary gifts, making them stronger and therefore more threatening to the outside eye.
Anyway, as the saying goes; good things always come to an end. They were Invaded and massacred by a cruel species: humans.
Since then, my clan has remained hidden in Earthia's forest, far away from them, and protected by her powers for hundreds of years. However I'm given a mission, one that will change my life and the life of those around me.
Which brings us back to my story: the story I'm about to tell you, is the story of my legend, what I've accomplished, and the birth of a forbidden love story never seen before...
~'*×*'~~'*°*'~~'*×*'~
Firstly, I would like to say that the cover photo is not mine, as are all the ones used in my story, so all rights belong to the artists. But the story entirely belongs to me :).
English is not my first language, so I would really appreciate it if you could notify me of any mistakes that I missed (respectfully, of course :) ).
I wish you a good time !! ;)
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