Talaris

Talaris

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Talaris is a world where gods do not rise above people, but live among their fates. Their names resound in songs and curses, in the breath of the wind and in the weight of silence. Here love can turn into punishment, knowledge - into heresy, and faith - into a weapon. Each novella is a separate story about people who seek light and face the shadow. Some find salvation in temples, others - in forbidden teachings, and some dare to challenge the gods themselves. But every step they take has a price, for divine will is always near - in joy, passion, betrayal, and sacrifice. This is a book about myths and mortals, about how faith intertwines their lives. About how darkness keeps the road for the next witness.
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Percy was loved by a nice girlfriend, best friends he would give his life for, a family, keyword WAS, past tense. His life spirals down to Tartarus when his half brother an arsehole son of Poseidon ruins his life. He is betrayed, pained by his friends betrayal he runs away from camp, will he just make a suicidal attempt or will someone have the heart to show him another way to life, either way he is now know saving the universe as the Son Of Chaos Disclaimer: The characters belong to uncle rick I only some original characters PS. I wrote this when I was eleven. It's so badly written it makes me hurl. However it's up to you if you want to trudge through this hellhole of a book filled with cliches, spelling mistakes, and typos.

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