The sword of Bellonias
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  • Reads 906
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  • Parts 13
  • Time 1h 55m
Ongoing, First published Jun 08, 2015
What will I do now? I asked myself.  Do I help Legend or walk out of trouble? He had on his face such a look of worry and fear that it made me even more eager to listen to my inner instinct . Some stupid, odd reason I couldn't figure made me change my mind. I will help him. It was not only his war, it was mine as well.

Ilic Tarandus, young , strong and stubborn was at a pitchfork of decision. An unexpected enemy had risen against the Lavigrons. But the threat was not just on them. This new enemy is here to claim the lands of all Lavigrons, Ceits, Ciarfs and Altrans alike. for once, all must unite to fight. Instead of fight against each other. 
But that's not it. The enemy had an unfair advantage.  An advantage that puts him above all. All he had to do now was win this war.
The sword must be reclaimed. That will bring peace. But will it? Or will it bring war far greater than what was to come. 
Only one way to find out.
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