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Raven’s Eye: Chapter Eight
This is an ongoing fictional serial book, one chapter published every week. If you have not read up to this point, please check out the other chapters. Asha is a fifteen year old girl born into a savage world sculpted by tribal wars and elemental magic. She is chosen as the elder shaman’s apprentice, the…
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Raven’s Eye: Chapter Seven
This is an ongoing fictional serial book, one chapter published every week. If you have not read up to this point, please check out the other chapters. Asha is a fifteen year old girl born into a savage world sculpted by tribal wars and elemental magic. She is chosen as the elder shaman’s apprentice, the…
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Raven’s Eye: Chapter 6
This is an ongoing fictional serial book, one chapter published every week. If you have not read up to this point, please check out the other chapters. Asha is a fifteen year old girl born into a savage world sculpted by tribal wars and elemental magic. She is chosen as the elder shaman’s apprentice, the…
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Raven’s Eye: Chapter Four
This is an ongoing fictional serial book, one chapter published every week. If you have not read up to this point, please check out the other chapters. Asha is a fifteen year old girl born into a savage world sculpted by tribal wars and elemental magic. She is chosen as the elder shaman’s apprentice, the…
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Raven’s Eye: Chapter 3
This is an ongoing fictional serial book, one chapter published every week. If you have not read up to this point, please check out the other chapters. But for the TLDR version: Asha is a shaman’s apprentice. The village chief is her father, who is taking their warriors to battle despite her dark visions of…
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Raven’s Eye: Chapter 2
Asha was grinding a poultice under the careful eye of Chalese when the first wails rose into the natural calm. It started with a scream which shattered the air, surprised birds rising with a flurry of wings. It pierced the sky like an arrow, grabbing hearts and pulling them toward whatever horror awaited. A new…
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15 Minute Stories: All I Want Are Sunflowers
The sunflower waved in the wind, its heavy head rocking back and forth like a metronome. The yellow petals were slowly unfurling from its darkened face, like someone slowly stretching in the morning. She watched the flower out of the window, the tea cup she held halfway to her mouth forgotten as she sat mesmerized…
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