Many moons ago, two creatures stood tall in unity, sharing the remedies and common tongue of their origins. While similar in likeness, they resided in entirely different worlds, one of the Oceans origin, and the other originating from the vast terrain beyond the tide. The deathly touch of man was fostered by the green thumb of Spearling, to cradle the Earth in all of its glory, rather than disregard its well-being.
After many millennia of a pure, deep-rooted relationship, mankind did exactly what they'd always done, lighting ablaze the twine that entangled the two species. Why? The Spearling, when killed, could be manipulated into human medicine, of life extension and youth preservation.
Scorned to wither beneath the waves, after decades of horrible blood-shed, three worlds were formed from the oceanic stone. There, hidden beneath the rippling waves of the Sea, held Wyspin, Abyspin and Mapspin to foster their abilities to an expertise in the institute of Alofoster, run by Shell-Holder, Melioditus Impspear.
Though, there was once a fourth all-mighty family to rule alongside the Wyspin name. Cast away to a winding depth, Alomoden Wyspin plucked the Drspin name from the lineage of Spearling, for their foul power-hungry misuse of their undeniably flourishing abilities.
There, in the darkness of the algae intruded cavern, hid away the heir to the Drspin lineage-- Elyra Drspin. Melioditus knew of the abilities that came along with the Drspin name. Therefore, against his better judgement, there he swayed in the murky water before what he presumed to be the narrow passage of the cavern, an invitation to attend Alofoster on the tip of his tongue.
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„I wish we could just go", Draco then whispered and broke my heart to the ground with the sadness he was showing me. „Just pack a few things, get on my broom and leave."
„Where would we go?"
„I don't know, where do you wanna go?"
„I like the ocean", I said with a smile and immediately missed the smell of salty water and the fresh air on a summer morning. „I always dreamed about living at the ocean. Waking up early, drinking coffee on the porch. Did you ever saw the night sky in places like that? There are no lights distracting, it's breath taking. That's where I wanna go."
„The ocean", Draco chuckled halfhearted. „Sounds nice to me."
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Tiara Fox knows how it feels to grow up in the public eye. Her life in Hogwarts is painted in gold and emerald green, the only thing to worry is how to ditch the Yule Ball without pulling a crisis with her mother - until the inevitable happens and her world is turned upside down. With the rise of the Dark Lord Tiara needs to decide if she stands her grounds against the darkness, or fight on her families side. And after a terrible discovery it's not only about disgrace and honor - it's a race against death.
- Book 1 of the "The Fox" series
- A Draco Malfoy fanfiction (18+)
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𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄 𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐒, 𝐒𝐄𝐗𝐔𝐀𝐋 𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐒, 𝐕𝐈𝐎𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄, 𝐒𝐄𝐗𝐔𝐀𝐋 𝐀𝐁𝐔𝐒𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐃𝐄𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐓 𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐏𝐎𝐈𝐍𝐓, 𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐋𝐔𝐃𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇 𝐎𝐅 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐃𝐄𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐄 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒. 𝐈𝐅 𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐑