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Water Belongs to the Dead: Heart of the Witch

A young healer woman sets sail to kill her enemies and steal the heart of the prince her rival desires. She encounters deadrousers, cannibals and lunatics as she hunts for epic treasures and love. She finds out she can be everything she wants to be: a doctor and a healer of thieves, a lover and an impressively rich spirit aunt, but the price she has to pay will be paid in blood. Serenica Ingram is a brave witch in her twenties. She would do anything to be even better at healing. Mariana Kinley, a witch-hating witch and a ruthless businesswoman, doesn't like competition and drives Serenica out of her home. She joins the pirate crew of the necromancer, Captain Spade. The city of Neul that Serenica calls home is a hostile and degenerate place, ripe with rich merchants and homeless witches, but the mythical island of outlaws, Aja Vana, is even stranger. The western islands are populated by outcasts and Serenica would do anything to avoid them. Becoming a rich and respected pirate healer isn't easy, especially with both other witches and royals wanting Serenica dead. She has to sail to the ends of the known world just to get her stolen property back, and even harder will be to catch the eye of the Dreamer, the fair prince whom Kinley also desires, while fulfilling the promise to kill a king. WARNING: s*icide mentions, very mild cursing, violence, blood so please use caution when reading. discord link finally. it's an actual functioning server afaik: https://discord.gg/tmeZKG5dqT

IkuSaari · Fantasia
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302 Chs

The Psychopomp

"I got a bite here," Serenica said, having a hard time believing her own bad luck.

She could not recognize the species, but blue was the color of waves. It was the color of death.

She feared, not for her life, but for all things she was leaving unfinished.

"Let me look at it," Spade said.

Suddenly men were flocking around her, taking her hand into their own hands, calloused skin comforting her, and she felt protected.

It was such a pity that the protection was coming too late for her.

Perhaps it was the poison working already or perhaps it was her own mind playing tricks on her, but in any case she felt dizzy.

"We'll fix it. It's going to be all right," someone said as she fell on her knees.

She did not understand how this could be fixed. She had made a careless move, now the healer needed healing, and no one had any supplies.

She realized she was still fully conscious, and not in pain, at least not yet.