Genre: Fantasy
About T.R.C.BLocation: Sydney Home Region: Age:32 Favorite novels: Sword of Truth Series, Twilight Series, Daughter of the Blood Series, Anita Blake Series, Black Dagger brotherhood Favorite writers: Anne Bishop, Stephenie Meyer, Terry Goodkind, Douglas Adams |
Joined: octobre 5, 2007 This Year: Official Participant NaNoWriMo History: NaNoWriMo posts: 206 NaNoWriMo buddies: 16
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Synopsis: The Curse of Two, The Law of Three
The Curse of Two, The Law of Three.
In life where someone is born, effects how one lives. But when someone is born as a twin, they are considered cursed. Because they have forced the hand of the curse of two into play. Whereas if you are born a Triplet you hold the law of Three in your hands.
Now there is rumors again about the great tribe. Two brothers are seeking to change their fate by invoking the law of three. Once they do this they will seek the promise people, and go from a nation to an Empire.
Many rumors speak of the tribe holding great powers and Immortality . But none know where they are.
Libertine is seeking to run from the death of her brother and nightmares keep her haunted and on the run. Serena relishes in her dark side and finds herself drawn to the unknown blond libertine.
Both hold a similar secret and if The Two brothers get their way, they and all will speak their secrets and provide the last key for them to not only invoke the Law of three but also embrace Immortality and power.
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Excerpt: The Curse of Two, The Law of Three
“ For the crime of hiding this abomination we have decided Lamilla must do the killing blow”
Lamilla felt her whole world go into slow motion as she was lead from the hidden caves into the twilight. It felt more unreal than it should have. The touch of their hands on her small arms.
“ Lamilla!” A boy cried out with his eye swollen shut. They had been weak, and cruel and waited for her mother to leave on a transcending to take action. Lamilla tried to touch his hand , to somehow reassure him it would be okay. They were the same age but she had always taken the stand between them, been the stronger one. Now it was all going to end. Lamilla was half walked , half dragged all the way. A scream echoed in the night , a pained one that could have been mistaken as a dying animal caught and still fighting. The dying fight never leaving till its last dying breath.
The scream was from Lamilla's chapped lips. Each beating he was given she was given two, even than she tried to take his beatings as well. Both barely known the many cycles of life but still she kept her tiny arms up and defended as best as possible.
Than they were there.
“ Do not return until the blood has been shed” a woman with dark brown eyes and a massive tattoo that spread down her shoulders of swirls and symbols ,said as she let Lamilla go with a shove. “ Do not bring anymore shame on the tribe than you already have”.
The moment was, than it seemed like all jumped forward and before she knew it she was standing on the edge of the cliff. Blood so much blood. The body, dead. The life gone. So much going on so much noise why would it not all just stop. Lamilla could stand it no more. One step it would take and it would all end. So much blood, Lamilla could not let the blood stop filling her mind and covering her. The body disappeared from her mind as she took the step. Free falling into the oblivion of water and silence. No more would she have to face what she had done. They would find the body and feel all was right again and she would not have to live with it. Nothing existed now.
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