The Lost-gazing

The Lost-gazing

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This story is born from a dream - the author once saw a man on a horse, standing silently in the heart of a moonlit forest. The tale begins She wander herself in the midst of darkland's among long-lasting stars, She pleased under trackless sky as ocean told the tales of Titanic's, The night in her side The Moon called her name, she isn't fond of living the general way of life with the thriller world hidden in her eyes She carried dreams not just in sleep, but in every heartbeat. One night, her dreams opened a door - and through it stepped a prince, not from this world, but from the Moon World. He came from the other side of the stars, where time flows like rivers and magic lives in silence. He didn't just belong to her dreams - he made them feel real. As the skies shifted and the winds whispered secrets, the girl began to uncover her own truth: She had the power to live what others only imagined. And her journey had only just begun...
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'We fight for the future of Narnia, and for such, the child is pivotal.' There are Prophesies in almost every world. Many are carved into cave walls, many are passed on by wise Elders as entire civilisations hold their breathes and wait hundreds, perhaps thousands of years for something or, more usually, someone. But this particular Narnian Prophecy was sung by the stars and held as whispers in the wind. This Prophecy took but days to begin. The Kings and Queens of Narnia simply couldn't understand why an untrained girl- Lilith, was her name- was sent to them amidst the dawn of battle. Lilith herself knew not what she'd done to deserve being thrown into the eye of a storm. But the Centaurs knew. The Fauns, the Dryads, the Talking Animals- each one of them knew. Lilith did unspeakable things as a guest of Royalty. She won the heart of an imperfect King, said the most unrefined things to incredibly refined people and even attempted murder within the Castle walls. But alas, all are part of a far, far bigger story; The story of 'She'. _-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_ 'Some walkways reminded her of Hogwarts. Some reminded her of Casterly Rock and others of Arthur's Castle in 'Merlin'. But no matter what fictional castle Lilith imagined around her, it was inescapable the fact that this castle, Cair Paravel, was real.' ~~~~~ ❗️NO generative AI was used in the writing of this fic, or any of my other works❗️ #1 thelionthewitchandthewardrobe (24/11/22) WilliamMoseley (31/12/20), Narniaau (23/03/21) LucyPevensie (21/01/21) Pevensie (04/03/22) #2 CSLewis (07/02/23) GoldenAge (20/02/21 & 24/01/23) NarniaFanfiction (07/08/22) #3 SkandarKeynes (27/09/21) CairParavel (08/01/22) #7 Narnia (29/03/21) #32 EdmundPevensie (22/10/22) #43 Prophecy (17/12/21) #59 Medieval (07/05/21)

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