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The Cardinals Path to the Supreme

Uriel lives with the shadow of abandonment ingrained within his heart, never could he forget being discarded by his parents It was by his fortune that the people of Old Meadow took him in and cared for him, so he planned to live his life repaying them for the kindness given to him... Time would come to pass before the newly anointed Queen Celestia Rothwart would open war against the middle lands of Asnea, and with it, the fires of war spread through the lands... And Old Meadow would not be spared from the falling ash... Nine years would pass and the festival of Cair-Andriel would come again, and like the clockwork of fate calamity would descend upon Uriel's new home, razing it in fire and stone... This calamity would set him on a dangerous path, where one must thread the lines of good and evil... Armed with the power of Eldrin, Uriel would seek the path, the path of truth and justice... And so he shall seek the Path of the Supreme. --- Hey there, so this is technically my fourth book, two of my previous works were contracted so I have a good grasp on writing by now, so you can be assured that you're going to get something of quality. If you don't believe read a few chapters of my previous works... This story is going to be a bit of a challenging one to write but hopefully one well worth reading, It's going to have concepts of theology, primarily monotheistic, but also concepts of polytheistic nature, as well as concepts of ideology worked into its narrative. I'll try to keep it light and simple as much as possible. Also, I'm going for a bit more of a vibrant setting so that will hopefully lead to some fun engagements between characters from different places. Alright, that's enough from me, if you enjoy it please vote, comment, and review, it will help the book reach more people and hopefully allow me to complete the story. Your Author - Take care

Silver72 · Fantaisie
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071 – Eldrin Holder – Part 1/2 –

The snow cascaded upon the tents, and soldiers busied themselves with shoveling the ice from the roofs to prevent the tents from caving in.

Lambert rolled to his side and sat on the edge of his bed, the blankets slid off his body to reveal his muscular chest that bore no shortage of scars.

His breath came out in cold streams, yet his body revealed not a trace of the cold's bite.

He combed his short blond hair with his hand and moved the other in the direction of the cage in the corner of his tent.

His fingers twisted and the lock on the cage snapped open, "Help me strap on my armour girl," he said narrowing his eyes upon the figure of the shaking blond girl.

She was a beauty but a little too young for his taste, as for the other one he didn't even bother paying her a glance she was already broken.

As the seconds passed no movement followed.