Flames Of The Heart
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“Yes, magic was a blessing. It gave Salem the ability to do incredible things. But it was also a curse. A curse banishing them to a life of being hated by nearly everyone that they crossed paths with. It was a guaranteed life on the run, hopping from territory to territory as they attempted to carry out their gods will until they do something that gets them both killed. Salem was now the last Lamb, the last true witch of the lands of old magic. What a lonely and pitiful existence they’ve subjected themself too."
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Once upon a time, there were five siblings who received blessings from the gods above. The siblings were told to use these blessings to carry out their gods will and display their devotion. The siblings successfully carried out their duties for decades, until the middle child had an idea that the others deemed blasphemy.
Years later the executions of the last witches are being held under the new moon. And Salem has the dishonor of being one of the lambs on trial. Rapidly approaching deaths doorstep, a cursed cat approaches them, and a deal is forged in blood.
One life for four, is it worth it?
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Being re-written as: Moonshine and Embers
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- Part 1 of Flames Of The Heart
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"It is still night; the sky is still a haunting shade of dark blue as a bright orange the color of flames appears below the horizon. The new day slowly chasing the old out, and with it, the last village of Lambs."
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Once upon a time, lived a god made of moonrock and stardust. Disciple of none, they called him. Ruler of every land, his followers screamed. God of magic; creator of witches. But every god has his heretics; four siblings that shouted blasphemy at his magic. Executions were had and curses were given as the god of magics blessing was sealed behind the form of a wild cat.
It is years later when the last of the gods true witches fall, on the 1000th eve of the damning. It is this day when Salem looses everything, see's their entire world crumble in front of their eyes and go up in flames. Fated to die like their kin should have so many years ago, a cat with eyes as red as blood finds them on the pyre. And underneath the new moon, a deal is struck in blood.
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A re-write for my fic "Everlasting Flames of the Heart"
NariLamb witch au. Hope you all enjoy
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- Part 2 of Flames Of The Heart