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Part 1 of Trials and Tragedies
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2019-11-24
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2019-12-30
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I Write Trials, Not Trebuchets

Summary:

Raven Willow Blood Charm is a 3rd year at Wild Cliff, just trying to get by. But when an unexpected romance begins to bloom, can she deal with her feelings while also passing her classes and saving the multiverse? Contains romance and lore.

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AN: this is my first story so please go easy on me, thanks to my friend Alyssa for helping me wit this. Thank you to Luke and the rest for an awesome podcast!! You rock!!

(See the end of the work for other works inspired by this one.)

Chapter 1: first day of third year

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Hi my name is Raven Willow Blood Charm and I’m 17 years old. I have long blue hair and pale white skin kinda like a dragon born but not really because I don’t think Dragon Borns are that cute. I am a high schooler at a school, but not a lame one. I go to this school called Wild Cliffe. It’s a magic school where we learn magic. They let me in, even though I’m a vampire, because my magic was super good. 

Class was starting soon so I needed to get ready. I put on my all black top with corsets things over it, then my fishnet arms and my long vinyl skirt that was also black. I then put on my platform stielloto boots and zipped up the buckles on the side. I did my makeup all dramatic and cat like to emphasze my eyes and then black lipstick to keep my white skin from looking too white. I added some bitchin red contacts to make my red eyes even redder. 

I stepped outside of my dorm and made my way to class. It was a bright snowy day, but I could tell there were rain clouds in the sky and it was gonna rain soon. Luckily I had my cloak that I had gotten from my last school so I put it on. 

I put the hood over my head to protect myself from the son but before I do I saw him. His gorgeous white skin. He was tall, even taller than me and I was wearing heels. He was so hot that even boys would want him (but not in a gay way). He was wearing all black lipstick and heavey eyeliner. He had powdered his face to look like blood. Like me, he was a third year. 

I tried to hide my face but he saw me. It was……… Murundeen Purebone!!! And he was walking this way!!