Behind the Mask
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When I grow up, I'll go on an adventure-thought Elias as he lay down on a tall grass in his homeland Parahill. One day I'll become a sailor and see the whole world.
Little did he know that a great adventure was awaiting him. Yet he could never imagine what sorrows would this adventure bring him because from that day onward he would only be known as The Masked Man, The Grímur of the cursed ship The Rose Sparrow - feared on every island, in every village and town, and by every man.
A prequel to the novel Two Swords and a Dagger
Big thank you to a friend for proofreading and correcting the novella. You can find her on Instagram by maska_person_art
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