Story cover for The Shattered Hourglass(being rewritten as shattered roses) by DustyEllis
The Shattered Hourglass(being rewritten as shattered roses)
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Ongoing, First published Jun 29, 2016
Rose was a normal girl living a normal life until it all can shattering down around her....literally. Starting with her apartment.
It all began with small creature she found in the rain, a stranger who seemed way to familiar, and a destiny she couldn't avoid even if she tried.
She was thrust into a strange world and handed the task of saving her kingdom from the person she would least expect.A mist all of this love blooms in unexpected places and Rose finds  courage with in her to fight for the people she cares about...even if it means her own life is at risk.

Excerpt:
Slowly I became aware of a low shuffling and a harsh growl coming from the direction I had ran to get here. Tenderly I rolled over and peered through the tall grass and I saw it. It couldn't see me just yet and I briefly wondered if the strange man was okay, but then I realized that the thing had caught my scent...I was being hunted.
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