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Ode to Sange & Yasha

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Two Swords. Two People. One Destiny.

This is a fanfic on the Sange & Yasha, swords featured in the DOTA [Defense of the Ancients] Game. It was written when DOTA was still a custom map in Warcraft. 

The idea was to personify the swords. Before the two swords/elves were bound together, there was an element of mistrust and betrayal but in the end, it would seem the two were a perfect fit after all --- a strangely beautiful harmony, much like a song. 

Quick Note on the swords: The Sange provided strength, while the Yasha provided agility to its wielders. When both are purchased, the wielder/hero basically gets much more stats.

I hope you guys enjoy this piece. If you did, please do:
1. Give me a vote
2. Share this story, hashtagging it #wattys2015 and #feels to help me reach more readers

CREDITS
To end, I want to  give credit to Silver Lady @deviantart for the lovely picture [Titled: Green Mountains] used in the First and only chapter. Of course, thank you steam for the photo used in the Cover Page. And a big thank you to the makers of DOTA.

LINKS
Here's the link to Silver Lady's works in deviant art: http://sillver-lady.deviantart.com/art/Green-Mountains-337920880
And here's the  link to my blogspot for more fun stories:
http://harmonizingscribbles.blogspot.com

Thank you so much guys for your support.

PS I suppose I can write a longer story if I get a certain number of vote: 10,000 Votes would do ;)All Rights Reserved

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Wed, Aug 5, 2015

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