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Author on Reedsy Prompts since Nov, 2019
Submitted to Contest #16
I tell this tale as they did in the olden days of a time when war had torn their lands apart. In the land of Astaron, our tale begins. On a chilly autumn day, leaves of gold, orange, and red fell in the castle courtyard of their King Weylin The leaves fell around the knight Aravain who’s heart was pure as gold, yet with the weight of his failure upon it. He had failed in his duty, his lord was slain. Aravain was bound for battle on that day, and he hoped for a good death. To the young knight, death could be the only redemption for his failin...
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