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Savage Flame

MStarkweather02

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Частей 14
Время 1h 16m

Прочтений 237
Голосов 5
Частей 14
Время 1h 16m

MStarkweather02

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Vikings. Kings. Knights. Deception. Dark magic. Mystical creatures and artifacts. 

The Einarsson Kingdom, nestled in the Valley and Fjord of Mount Dalsnibba, demands a queen in order to produce an heir. A contest is held, inviting all the eligible ladies of the known region to compete for the King's hand. Who will claim the throne?Все права сохранены

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Echoes of the Iron Vale

In a world where gods are echoes and blades remember more than men, the past does not sleep-it waits. When the Hollow cracks open beneath Iron Vale, long-buried truths stir. Ancient weapons awaken. Oathbreakers march again. And Astrid-seer, warrior, reluctant heir to a broken legacy-must choose whether to bind the world together or let it unravel. As the old gods fall silent and the First Voice rises, mortal clans, fractured by grief and ambition, face the storm of a forgotten reckoning. Alliances are tested. Secrets unearthed. And in the shadows of the dying world, the line between memory and myth grows perilously thin. This is a saga of sacrifice and survival, of shattered truths and sacred flame-where the end of the world may be only the beginning.

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