
by DarkVoices
A world like many told before. Beautiful and full of magic, so many beings of different like that it was a wonder they found a way to coexist. Yet...a war had happened. It wasn't just over territory or resources, it was for survival. You see, the old ones learned what was happening, they fought and fought to stop it but alas, there was never going to be an end. For these creatures, these things, they came to devastate, to consume. To take all and leave nothing behind. Well, 600 years ago we all thought it was stopped. When the ridge was raised, when the sky was lit on fire and the oceans bubbled and killed nearly all that drank from them, nearly all that lived in it. We thought it was over, that it was just time to survive and build and try to live with the horrors we all had be subjected to. Yet, the signs are showing again. Something is happening, memory of old and new being removed. Questioning personalities subdued, the wonder and wistfulness drowned in the idea that something will happen again. Once majestic councils that could do no wrong are now doing misdeeds, ignoring old warnings of corruption. Beings never venturing further than their known territories, those territories shrinking with each decade. An unyielding fear that it all means nothing to live. So we survived, we all drifted away from one another. There is something working to rip its way through the Dark, well...it already did. Now we watch as a witch goes on a trip for honey, sounds simple but that's how it had to start. Small, deliberate, simple right? You couldn't be more wrong in that assumption. We will follow a witch, a dwarf, a human, something other, and many many more on a grand quest to save well, everything. A trip for honey evolves into finding an old friend. Velgar the dwarf, they were prisoners together long ago and saved many once they escaped. He's there with dire news that something is indeed happening. They then meet Mirith, a human man that's been cursed in a very helpful way. In regards to how witches can use magic. They find the remaining dwarves, find out what has been done to them. For the first time any of them know of, the witch kills one of those creatures, commits a feat of strength. Forced to do it twice and not break. Meeting what she had thought was a god, what the witches worship, the Dark. This is book one, there shall be many more, book two has been started. There are explicit scenes that will be redacted, there are only two but they be spicy. LGBTQ+ is a thing but not giving spoilers on that aspect other than the MC having a wife that had died of natural causes, a lesson that magic can't bend the cycle unless something is paid, she wouldn't allow the price to be paid.
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