*Part ll dedicated to my parents, who accompanied me through all my troubles, struggles, and in the end, I rose from the ashes of my past.
A fire may burn,
The ashes may rise,
But their hearts of ice,
Will never meet demise.
Many may stumble,
Most will fall,
Through the veil,
Off an open door.
Still they will journey,
Deeper inside,
How painful the ashes,
Their souls will ignite.
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Of Wind and Ash
FantasyHaving quite a silent relationship with her father, Jolyn finds herself in the capital of Arborea, Glorico to accompany her father's shenanigans. After some time her father invites her on a trip to investigate the burnings in the Gragnore jungle. Th...
