The Ironoak (Working Title/WIP)

The Ironoak (Working Title/WIP)

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Ardor is an ancient region blanketed with alluring landscapes, home to many different races and where fantastical creatures roam. Gruesome skråw are beginning to emerge from pits in the earth, preying on the unwitting. The rulers of varying clans and kingdoms must decide what is best for their people whilst attempting to address this new threat. It is a time of uncertainty and fear. Amidst the turmoil, a young girl is found to possess something extraordinary. Nurtured by a group of companions brought together by fate, her quest will be long and arduous but will help her discover new friends, develop her abilities and maybe even find herself along the way.
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Damsels aren't supposed to wield swords, especially ancient swords that will have the blood of thousands spilled across it. ✵✵✵✵✵ Deep in the mountains of Cambria, there lives a legendary queen of unparalleled beauty, benevolence and brutality. She seeks only to avenge her family, but it is easier said than done. She must travel far into the formidable lands of Northumbria to find the king who killed her father. With the help of an assassin turned friend, queen Una sees that nothing can get in her way, except a secret that will shatter her reality forever. ✵✵✵✵✵ EXCERPT ✵✵✵✵✵ "I can understand what it must be like for you, trapped in the walls of the north mountains. While Christian Bryttania grew, your pagan roots began to rot as your people lay waste to the invasions of the Danes and Vikings. A millennia ago, most lived and died within the short distance of which they were born. Their existence was bounded by the wilderness in the unyielding darkness of ancient woods, by the ice shown peaks of impenetrable mountains. This old truth is your reality, is it not?" ✵✵✵✵ WARNING CONTAINS ✵✵✵✵ Disturbing Images Strong Sexual Content Strong Violence Pervasive Language ✵✵✵✵✵✵ Word Count ✵✵✵✵✵✵ Number of words: 191,554 Number of pages in book: 734

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