Witch Craftz
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Marilynne (Mari) Davis
It was supposed to be me. Everyone knew it would be my fate one day. It was my father, mother, and then my brother. Strongest to weakest, we couldnt save each other. Loren, the blacksmith chose my sister today instead for the ritual. The ritual where Loren chose someone to die for some god saving us in past history. This year, he chose Anabelle. The only person I had left of my family. It shouldn't have been her, I was the one with rumors all over me that he would choose the strongest to die. I had accepted my fate, but no! He had to chose the only person I had left to live for. My sister. Would I have anything else to live for?
Aaron Thomas
Of course my father had to be some mass murder dude, he's so determined to kill some entire family. That's why I lived with my mother, a werewolf, I don't even know how she fell for Loren, I just don't know why Loren had to be so evil. I hate my father. Why, you might ask. He doesn't act like my father, more like I'm a pet just like the rest of the pack of werewolves he thinks he owns, he doesn't acknowledge me as his son, and he killed my mother. I don't have any family left other than the person I wished wasn't my father. My mother helped me a lot, she was the only person I had left to live for, but then, Loren ruins everyone's life doesn't he? Will I have anyone else to live for again?
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Sora has no place in the world. She is meant to be a strong warrior, with the ability to shift into a wolf. She is none of those things, and looked down upon because of it. It brings shame to her, it brings shame to her family, and worst of all, it brings shame upon her prideful and strong brother. There is but one person who truly knows and loves her, but does he really? Magic is not the weapon of a warrior, magic is the weapon of a coward. Sora has been told that all her life, but she has magic within her, recently awakened, and so she has begun to doubt it. Still, witchcraft is punishable by death, and so Sora must be careful with her practices, lest she lose all she has. Sora is a better witch than wolf, though not by much, but she still pursues that craft in spite of the dangers. Her place in the world is a dangerous one, but will it last? The world she lives in is a dangerous one, and such a life as hers rarely ends happily. Disclaimer: this is a short prequel, Sora's story does not conclude with this one. If you finish this book and go "oh, that's the end?" it's because it's not the end. I'm writing a trilogy called Mortance that explores the larger world that this takes place in and concludes Sora's story more thoroughly than in this book. Go read that next if you like my writing, thanks. Please leave any and all criticisms you might have, anything you like and anything you dislike, I want to make this as good as I can. P.S. the cover is literally just a drawing I made in physics class, I know it's bad, I'm not an artist.
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