Tyra G.J✨️📚✏️

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Author 📚| Illustrator✏️ | Nerd✨️ [Yapper][Ranter][Dreamer][CrazyBirdLady] currently writing: 𝔹𝕣𝕚𝕝𝕝𝕚𝕒𝕟𝕥 𝕎𝕚𝕝𝕕𝕗𝕚𝕣𝕖 - Dark fantasy romance. Forbidden love, epic, found family and magic Read some chapters here https://tyragj.carrd.co/ 🏳️‍🌈 Pan girly - lil bit NSFW

A guard with a golden sword, kneels before a blonde princes who is missing an index finger on her right hand. Sun is shining through the windows of the palace room.
Annelise and Mali, sitting on top of their wagon, flirting in the afternoon sun.
Pain from the tugging, and scary words became too much. Vision blurred and tears spilled over. “I don’t want to go to the temple, Ma’m.” “You’re going.” Hair released, and the woman spun her. The look just added to her fear. “You must sacrifice Annelise. We all do. Make it a favourable one, something the God won’t expect. Otherwise you’ll end up in the fire realm for eternity.”
Cinus The Fire Goddess Worshipers: Wildfires (Fire-wielders) · Inexius The First Worshipers: The Durant or Blind Priestess' (Unshakable, Seeing) · Onttas The Storm God Worshipers: Element Architects or Travellers (Storm-wielders, Birds) · Orra (Spiritual Leader) Fury Legion Worshipers: Violent Legionnaires (Ohathur) · Tiogen Altruistic Dominion Worshipers: Patrons or Vessels (Shaman, Faithful) · Uvari The Great Hunt Worshipers: Hunters, Artisans, Merchants, or Mercenaries (Wild-wielders, The Veiled) · Vintela Sanctified Healer Worshipers: Defenders and Healers (Sacred Guards, healers)
Monotheism: Belief and worship of one God. (The monotheist God: Tiogen) Polytheism: There are multiple gods, and believers may choose to worship more than one. (The polytheist Gods are: Cinus, Vintela and Onttas) Pantheism: Ethereal, indescribable being (or god) which is indistinguishable with the cosmos. This god is omnipresent and omniscient, it has existed since time began. (The pantheist God is: Inexius) Animism: All things are spiritual beings and have their own power and agency. They believe one being started life on Gaconnus by becoming aware. (The Animist God is: Uvari) Atheism, Philosophical and Moral Discipline: Disbelief or rejection of God/s. (Their leader is Orra)
Whoever this was, he was skilled. Feet were exactly where they should be, grip firm but flexible. There was no choice, Mali had to capture the distance between them. He would make a mistake here at the end of the pole, his power draining with every drop of blood. And that would be the end of them both.
Annelise is suspended in the air, back arched as if she is summersaulting. She is creating a fire wheel with her right hand (that is missing a finger). While her eye glows ominously, and her hair turns to lava.
Hands came up in a show of pacification, and Mamir almost bowed. “Please, listen. I apologise for the curtness, but we don’t have long. It’s growing again.” No one needed to convince Mali, he could feel the darkness swarming. There was so much more they needed to ask. Again, he opened his mouth, but Mamir beat him to it. “Those men will be back. They are tainted with such cruel evil, it’s relentless.” His hands were now shaking, almost distractingly so. “They know you two are amongst the merchants guild.”
Annelise is bent over, activating her flames, her hair turning to lava
Before he could flow Vintela’s blessing into her, she just snatched her hand away, backing up from the defender and snarling. “Don’t you dare try and use that self-righteous magic on me. I don’t need to be pacified by you, not after what you took from me.” Then she threw a frown at him. One that spoke directly to a grim part inside him. One that constantly reminded Mali how pathetic he was. “My debt to you is paid."
Annelise leans in close to Mali's ear. We see her face form over his shoulder. She whispers his real name "Mali, I need you to come and sit with me". He answers. "Ok, I'm coming."
Surrounded and hidden, Mali took out his three jewels, gripping tight as he whispered. “Show me Princess Annelise Elduserf.” With the last syllable, his goddesses light engulfed him. Time slowed, and each heartbeat was excruciatingly loud. Through the throbbing pain, his eyes scanned the horizon for her fire’s glow. The man searched for her sanction - allowing him to come and capture her. Blood pumped, aching for him to run again. The man’s desires were as wild as the very animal his mask had depicted. Was he panting? It must have been the mushroom concoction. Yes, it had to be.
“It's a pleasure to meet you, Aaron.” After repeating his name, awareness hit her. That uptight speech pattern of hers was going to condemn her. Along with the modest dress she now wore, she would need a common name, and speech to match her new lower class mask. Only one name came to her mind, and she prayed it matched. “I’m Mae.” Aaron took his seat, studying her carefully. The strong pronunciation earlier had obviously caught his attention. Only when the other man cleared his throat, did Aaron’s eyes leave her. “I’m Reed.” He made a slight dip of his torso, though he still remained on the log. “Pleasure to meet your acquaintance, your lady.” The formal addressing had her back straightened. Though the princess took the traitorous involuntary movement and prolonged it. “Me? A lady?” It was high pitched, the syllables coming together in a murmur. Annelise pulled at the dirty hem of her skirt. “In this?” She then rounded off the impression with a giggle. “You’ve been in the woods too long to think me a lady.” Neither her nerves, nor competency allowed her to look towards Aaron. Out of both men, he gave off the most uncertainty.
As if in celebration of his finest achievement, the sun beamed through dense leaves. Even the thick line of trees along the well-travelled road couldn’t dull his splendour. Days before his seventeenth birthday, a letter of acceptance had come to Mali. Being born into a family with a close connection to Vintela, the protection goddess, meant he had a good chance of being blessed with sacred guard abilities. Strong evidence of that claim came on a winter morning. He pulled his sister out of a frozen lake, its surface had given way to her meagre weight. Barely a boy of twelve years, the feat was larger than any man in their village could have performed.
Kangaroos eat and play in a grassy field.
A man and woman are standing under a canopy of lights and trees at night. Mali, is holding Annelise around the waste while they both hold goblets. They are drenched in warm light as Annelise gets Mali's attention by calling him his alias name: Langley