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Chapter 1: The Gift of the Runes
The arrival of the angels was not with thunder or fire, but with a soft, golden light that bathed the land. They came bearing gifts—magical markings etched into stone, bone, and wood. These were the runes, symbols of power and wisdom, each one imbued with the essence of creation itself.
The runes were not mere tools; they were a language, a connection between the mortal and the divine. With them, humanity could shape the world around them. They could call forth water from dry earth, summon winds to fill their sails, and heal wounds with a touch. The runes were a blessing, a way for the angels to share their love and guidance with the people they cherished.
For generations, the runes were passed down through bloodlines, from parent to child, a sacred inheritance. Those who bore the runes were revered as guardians, healers, and leaders. They used their gifts to build thriving communities, to nurture the land, and to protect their people from harm.
But not all was as it seemed.
Racheal Sam.
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The arrival of the angels was not with thunder or fire, but with a soft, golden light that bathed the land. They came bearing gifts—magical markings etched into stone, bone, and wood. These were the runes, symbols of power and wisdom, each one imbued with the essence of creation itself.
The runes were not mere tools; they were a language, a connection between the mortal and the divine. With them, humanity could shape the world around them. They could call forth water from dry earth, summon winds to fill their sails, and heal wounds with a touch. The runes were a blessing, a way for the angels to share their love and guidance with the people they cherished.
For generations, the runes were passed down through bloodlines, from parent to child, a sacred inheritance. Those who bore the runes were revered as guardians, healers, and leaders. They used their gifts to build thriving communities, to nurture the land, and to protect their people from harm.
But not all was as it seemed.
Racheal Sam.
#shortstories #viralposts #fictionbooks #fictionwriter #fantasy #rainbowtalesbyrachealsam #entertainment #literature
Chapter 1: The Gift of the Runes
The arrival of the angels was not with thunder or fire, but with a soft, golden light that bathed the land. They came bearing gifts—magical markings etched into stone, bone, and wood. These were the runes, symbols of power and wisdom, each one imbued with the essence of creation itself.
The runes were not mere tools; they were a language, a connection between the mortal and the divine. With them, humanity could shape the world around them. They could call forth water from dry earth, summon winds to fill their sails, and heal wounds with a touch. The runes were a blessing, a way for the angels to share their love and guidance with the people they cherished.
For generations, the runes were passed down through bloodlines, from parent to child, a sacred inheritance. Those who bore the runes were revered as guardians, healers, and leaders. They used their gifts to build thriving communities, to nurture the land, and to protect their people from harm.
But not all was as it seemed.
©️Racheal Sam.
#shortstories #viralposts #fictionbooks #fictionwriter #fantasy #rainbowtalesbyrachealsam #entertainment #literature
