𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐃 𝐎𝐍 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆﹐forbidden love. it was the girl's ultimate demise. falling for the opposing race, finding a glimmer of redemption in him. it caused her downfall and the loss of her powers and the thing she treasured most; her memories with him. yet a friend is relentless in restoring her to her former glory and receiving some help in return.
→˚₊· 𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐋𝐘 𝐒𝐈𝐍𝐒 𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 ੭*→˚₊· 𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 ੭*
The Crown Prince of Culla, Dihojad Fellmore, and his guard, Atreyu Thorn, have been inseparable since the prince picked Atreyu out. They have always been together and Atreyu has done his job well of protecting Diho from harm. One day, something makes Atreyu leave but Diho insists on coming, repaying the loyalty his guard showed him. But things don't turn out well when they get to their destination and they are held prisoner there for a few months with no one in Culla the wiser of what's happened to their prince and his guard.A few months later, they return but Diho has some interesting secrets that only he and Atreyu really understand. The only thing Diho will say was that he had to help Atreyu through something but the details don't seem to make things clear. What exactly happened those months they were gone?
A long time ago, there was a planet on the surface of which a real living Heart was beating. Each of its beat gave life to many wonderful creatures, and humans were no exception. Once, during a mountain collapse, they became afraid that something might happen to the Heart, and built a fence around it. And they started arguing about who is the worthiest defender of the Heart. The fence turned into a wall, and the city rose very quickly around it. Everything that people came up with was immediately brought to life by the love of the Heart. So, they created dolls to help themselves, which significantly accelerated the construction. In the time that was freed up, people took up the war. One day they closed the Heart completely, erecting a dome over it. Miracles stopped happening, and the dolls stopped coming to life. People blamed magical creatures for this and began hunting them. And in order not to stop the construction, they began to chip off pieces of the Heart and insert them into their mechanisms. The city continued to grow. Centuries have passed. The city has propped up the sky with towers. Only fragments of the Heart remained, saturating the black smoke with its breath. Factories that produce nightmarish monsters fed on it. With their help, people continue to wage war with each other for the title of the worthiest defender of the Heart. While it is dying. This is where our story begins...
This is a translation in process. So I am open for suggestions and comments on what to improve in the flow of the text.