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Valerian, The Legendary

In this world, some say, the truth and the legends are the same. One such legend belonged to the protagonist, Valerian. Valerian was an orphan, a boy blessed with a beautiful face, and everyone around him, could not help but want to play with him, till one day a prophet passing through their town pronounced him to be cursed. Since that day, the destiny of the boy seemed to have changed completely, he was shunned by everyone around him, and the gazes that were earlier filled with love and affection, now brimmed with disgust and hatred. The constant shunning and humiliation made the cheerful child grow up to be bitter and inexpectant. On his seventh birthday, things changed once again. This time, it was not the people around him who went through a change, but himself. As he grew up, Valerian became a legend in his own sense. The people sang of a boy, who could not speak, they shed tears for a boy, who could not grieve. He came from nowhere yet he was known everywhere. Would you like to know this legend? A story where a curse can become a blessing? A story of sacrifice, betrayal, determination, and secrets.

THE_WORDSMITH · Fantasy
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409 Chs

Finding The Cause.

Morgana was in her small room, lying on the floor when Snare suddenly emerged from the shadows and knelt down in the corner. The room was more like a broom store, seven feet square shaped room. Just enough space for her to lay down. She did not seem surprised when Snare appeared in the congested space. 

It was already late in the night and he was relieved of his duties to take rest. Snare was allowed to take a rest, after all, even if he was a battle mage, he was still a human and the body demanded rest. Jamal knew that only when his subordinates had to be well rested so that they could work at the peak of their performance.

Silk raised her head and said to Morgana, 'Missus, he is here to tell you something.' 

Morgana asked back in the similar fashion, 'Ask him what it is. I am not in the mood to use my hands to converse with him.'