The Hope of a Dwarf
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Last published Fri, Jan 29, 2016
This story is about a young girl with a hidden past, living in a world unknown to us. This world is a world of men and dwarves, of elves and orcs, of beasts that we have never seen before. And in this terrible, fantastic place lived a dwarven girl.
She lived in a town of men, with no kin to speak of, (though had yet to find out why), and she never strayed far from home, to save the frail heart of the old man who cared for her. Her hair was dark blonde, and travelled onto her fierce chin in the manner of a dwarven lady. Her eyes were a wild, hazel mix of the forest she loved and lived by. And this girl, unbeknownst to her, held in her toughened, dwarven hands, and her cautious, trusting heart, an epic history and a tale that had not yet been told, its wild words not spoken and its magic not yet woven. And so, until the day a new story began, one to decide her own world's fate, this girl gave herself a mask and a sword and a name. And it was Ulf.
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