Find those whom live in the Burrow,
Vibrate whispers of the kin-
And yielding the issues of tomorrow
Suffering the unfortunate.
Stories are tales of life and battles-
And this one must start from the beginning,
Before the drama can rattle down upon.
(I fought a hard battle getting this stupid image up- and Tapas inhaled the quality :( )
(I will note now, this story does cover some heavy topics and there IS a lot of gore and blood (and cannibalism, like once- ha-) but that's mostly at the start, before kinda shimmering into some romance. Swearing is through out the inter thing!!!! So. There's your warning!)
Funny how fate works. A world, once yours, owned by people- destroyed, crushed by flames, soot and ash. The Titans were mortified- their creation, dead at their own hands.
A new generation, a new generation with an organ, a soul, connected to the elements and tethered to the earth.
12 Beings. Different species, yet drawn together by fate. And with a threat that looms in a intertangled web of spilled blood, chains and death, will these fragile flowers grow in the ash of the volcano they thrive on?
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