The Tale of Kael Ganton
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  • Reads 96
  • Votes 8
  • Parts 11
  • Time 1h 32m
Complete, First published Dec 21, 2015
Join Kael Ganton, a son of nobility, as he thirsts for vengeance, tries to humble himself, and battles the world during a shift of power and balance.
  
   -Test run to help my character development skills
  -Leftover 'scrapped' story from the 6th grade. It was a good concept. Lousy writing, though. That was only 2 years ago. My, I've improved. I reworded and re-edited it to make it first person and added better descriptions to the Prologue (the only part I wrote in the 6th grade)
  -I realize my number 1 problems (story-wise) is A) suspense and B) dullness
  -Meant to be a short story. I'd love it to be a nice, looooooong good one, though.
  -I like to think that my vocabulary could use some work. It used to be top-notch. Could it be that it actually deteriorated?
  -20 minutes on cover(would've taken longer had I not already pre-drawn the boy from a year ago. Just had to modify and color)
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