Memory Woods

Memory Woods

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The world of Imaginationem, the wild kingdom of Alamia, the insanity of the Eastern Forest. five miles outside of the small town of Ableara giant charred oak trees with threads of silver and gold slimming through them tower over the lush green of the woods. They grow so close they look as if they once were walls, but now they are nothing but burned ruins littered with the bones of fallen Seraphs and demons. The Harmony Ruins. This once was the work shop of a woman who could cross over to the Deathlands and back. But now it is just a dreaded place, a place where the souls of one-thousand, nine-hundred, and eighty-seven children cry--Their cries swallowed whole by Memory Woods. Memory Woods... It is called that not in memory of the lost children, but a lost daughter of blood. In memory of how she brought the workshop to the ground in Seraph's blood and Demon's fire. The memory of daughter who forgot how to connect. The memory of Sparkkissed Claves.
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BOOK ONE: Having enough courage to run through the woods and away from the people who convinced me they were saving me was not how I believed I'd spend my day. Yet, there I went escaping from the only place I knew existed in the world. Being held captive was too much for me, especially when these people wouldn't tell me who they were or even who I was. The first moment in my life I recall very clearly. I awoke in a dark room, with recollection of everything that happened in the world except for one thing. I had no memory of myself existing, I didn't know where I was or why these men kept me from leaving. Days after I first woke I asked plenty of questions, and yet none of them were answered. The only thing I learned was that I was not allowed outside because the woods heald the most powerful magic on the planet, the most dangerous magic. It was more than just bad men and curiosity about the forest that got me to leave, it was a pull towards something; towards magic. Once I was in the forest turning back was never an option, so I put it in my head that I'd keep walking until I found a civilization or a nice paved road that would lead to safety. But that never happened because the forest has a force living through it. Believing that the forest held something strange was the easy part but experiencing it myself was something totally different. I didn't expect anything normal but I didn't expect to be completly engulfed into the forest. I was led by an unknown presence that made me truly believe it was a living being, and in fact it is. I was innocent then, but now I know that anything can be hidden under a small platform in the woods with a secret bigger than the world itself. I was given life that day, until it all ended months later; the day I took my last breath.

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