Boldpastel
The Turner is the only one who can open the book of Aelhelav. Einar and his companions have been on a quest to find the Turner before the cold hands of the enemy, simply known as the Obsidian, can conquer their beloved land.
Sann is a servant at Castle Dehder. She is a one armed nomad, now servant who struggles on with life, hoping some day to return to her long lost family's way of life.
A strange boy of the forests, not human nor creature, seeks to find a place to belong.
Light casters, Kline warriors, and mythical forests lie between them all if they shall ever see what fate has planned for them- and if the golden book Aelhelav will open.
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Behold the golden edges of this book,
They shall not turn, lest the hands of the reader be of light,
Find the turner you must, if you wish to salvage your world.
For the Turner comes from a land of ice.
The book will only open for this one, and this one alone,
far away from the sands, in the mists.
Keep away from the Obsidian Hands.