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Herald Willow has been cursed and in an attempt to find a way to remove it , he finds himself learning of an ancient secret . This story digs into the late seventeen century and back into the ancient last eras of the Babylonian empire in Mesopotamia . Let your mind travel through time ! The story of a slave , of an orphan and a curse born of love and pain . Henric , a simple orphans in the late seventeenth century gets a magical mirror with a trapped soul inside it . All he will want is to kiss the beautiful boy he sees I. it's reflection just once . And there the trouble begins . A story of magic , of love , of honour and duty . A story that will leave you just wanting to turn the next page . Read and enjoy yourself . This story has more detail and focus than my other works . Check out my other novels ; Our last chance and My lost Beloved Corpse .
The air was crisp and most as the rain fell . One could feel it's breath on your neck like the tongue of an eel . Atleast that's how the boy felt .
He stood under the great old oak tree in nothing but a raincoat , shorts and a t-shirt . He had not expected it to rain ... he was glad though .
The dark clouds above obscured the whole area and nobody would see him . The only light was from the single house a yard away from him . That's where he was going ... He really hoped no one could see him .
Taking a deep breath he took his first steps on the wet grass and walked towards the house . It was a large structure of Maplewood and had a small porch with a hanging flower pot and rocking chair .
The wooden steps creeked as the boy stepped onto the porch . His heart was hammering in his chest . He looked up at the porch light and felt no warmth from it. Stupid artificial light , he was freezing !
He looked at the front door and raised his hand about to knock but the door opened up before he could place a finger on it . He felt his skin tingle but still he entered the house .
As soon as he stepped inside ... the door shut behind him with BANG !
