I'm posting another work! Inspired by my experiences but twisted for a fantasy world. I estimate just 1 or 2 chapters. This one will be a GL love story! Here's a peak ;)
In this world, there is magic.
Not only flowing through the winds, but flowing within the blood of many.
There are wizards, sorcerers, witches, faes, ghosts, elemental spirits, dragons, shapeshifters, healers, and all of them can have a human form.
But in the dust are those without magic, humans. In this world full of magic, how must one without, flow with those who have?
May one dust turn into sparks together with another one?
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