Story cover for Jimmurai by CathyPequeno
Jimmurai
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    Time 49m
Ongoing, First published Aug 24, 2013
Leila’s Dad is determined to ruin the lives of his teenage daughters. Or at least that's what Leila thinks when he decides to uproot the family and move to a home in the country. 

Leila is intrigued by an old oak tree in the middle of the front yard. She senses magic, a powerful magic. The knotted trunk holds a mystery inside it's hollow cavity. The twisted branches and ruffled leaves remind her of her grumpy grandfather. He used to talk to her about magic, but she never believed him. Until she discovered a secret, a secret she didn't have time to share with her grandfather.

When Leila lowers herself into the hollow trunk, she is transported to a mysterious land where she meets a dryad: Jimmurai. As Leila discovers how Jimmurai has been a part of her past, she must race to save the Oak scheduled to be uprooted.
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She stood 10 feet from her target, her bow loaded with a wooden arrow aimed for the little red circle at the centre of her homemade target. The wind kept on ruffling her dark brown hair, stray strands of hair blocking her peripheral view. But she couldn't care less. Her entire self was devoted on getting that arrow on to the bulls eye. She considered the bulls eye as all her problems and worries and she liked to keep on eliminating each one of them by shooting an arrow at it. She let the arrow fly, watching it zip through the air. THUNK. The arrow found homage in the vivid red circle. As the arrow hit the target, she saw her mother lying dead in a freezer; her face devoid of any sparkle that it used to be brimmed with... Cover page by @lixelight