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New cover and name for my book Champions Of Azria: Divinity.

Thank you to Natalia Ionesco for the beautiful cover!

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Here is the artist Instagram ❤️

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Prologue.

Sounds of a heavy wagon echoed through the acres of apples. The winds howling made the leaves sing to each other within the dark of night. Cassandra had been sleeping soundly, listening to the tress bustle. Her eyes awoke to see her mother crying beside her as the sounds of horses inched close to their home.

"Mama, what's wrong?" The little girl whispered. Her mother looked deeply into her eyes holding her shoulders tightly. Without saying a word to lift Cassandra onto her feet. Cassandra's heart was going out of sorts, she had no idea what was happening. Her mother let her go and smiled at her apologetically.

"Cassandra, you must get dressed."

"Why mama?" Cassandra said in her tiny voice feeling the cold of the stone floor in her small bedroom.

"I will tell you soon, please my girl. Dress nicely, warm." she choked out, feeling despair. Cassandra obeyed her mother and put on her simple linen undershirt and dress, she put on her hand knitted socks made by her mother and wiped the sleep out of her eyes. Cassandra sat on her hay bed as her mother brought in her boots, knelt down, and laced them upwards; finishing them with a bow. Her little girl had not learned to tie her own boots yet, and now she feared she would never be able to teach her.

"Your Father is waiting outside"

"Mama. Where are we going?"

Her mother took her hand and led her to the dining room where the entrance of the cottage lay. Through the windows she saw shadows; men on horses and some on foot. The torch light illuminated a big cage. It was still too dark to see whether or not anyone was in that cage and yet fear crept within the young girl's mind. Her body tensed as she resisted and her mother let her go in the process.

"I'm scared, I don't want to go outside." she cried, starting to whimper softly. Her mother knelt down to her young, and embraced her in a crushing hug.

"It will be alright. Promise me Cassandra that you will behave, not make fun, just stay quiet and listen."

Cassandra was confused and afraid by her mother's plea. She cried and cried until she heard the door open. Her father with a stone cold and shameful expression painted on his face.

"It's time." he whispered

Cassandra's mother collected herself and concealed her panic; unable to console her child. Cassandra's dad intervened and picked her up, her head rested on his shoulders. He whispered in her ears as they walked out

"They will help you my dear. They will help you control your magic."

Cassandra lifted her head, her eyes had to adjust to the dark and the torchlight. It was a chilling spring night and freezing rain covered the mud tracks to their farm. Once her eyes adjusted she saw. Men with golden armor on horses and a great cage on the back of a wagon with two other people in it, though they were not her age. She noticed their tired faces. A man shivering in the dark. And women with purple markings on her face. Cassandra's eyes widened as one of the knights walked towards them. As the knight walked closer Cassandra's grip on her father tightened. Her father, on the other hand, placed her down again on her feet. She looked in terror to her mother, wiping tears from her eyes. The knight's monotone and ragged voice pierced through the wind, rustling the trees.

"Is this the mage girl?"

Her father nervously mumbled, still touching Cassandra's small shoulders.

"Y-yes sir. This is my daughter, she has shown signs of sorcery."

The Knights moved his torch to Cassandra's face looking up at him with fear, and yet in her eyes a fire burnt like sparks of amber; just like the torch itself. The knight said nothing and proceeded to walk back to his men. He whispered something to the man stationed right by the cage then looked back at the family.

"No belongings. We will take her from here"

Her father averted his eyes away from his daughter and led her forward to the knight. Cassandra, out of fear, was resisting; crying out for her mother. Her mother looked so far from her, weeping her own tears

"Mama! I don't want to go!" she screamed like a banshee.

Her mother ran towards her but made sure not to get too close.

"Remember. Promise you will behave!"

Her father now holding his wife in shame trembled at the sight of Cassandra being dragged to the cage on the wagon. Cassandra started resisting the knight, she was never good at obeying her mothers wishes. The knight now struggling holding Cassandra gripped her harder. The pain triggered Cassandra's body to stiffened and she let out a scream. Her eyes glowed and what was once fear was now rage. Whispers rang in Cassandra's ear. An old song that perfectly harmonized with the wind blowing through the trees, the whispers came to a halt when she expelled all the rage from her body, and just like that the Knights hand caught on fire. He screamed as the fire scorched his skin. He fell to the ground rolling; the wet mud helped to extinguish the flame. Cassandra trembled in fear and looked upon her parents who's eyes were filled with terror at their own daughter. Cassandra, only seven years old, now understood something that most children would not dare mumble to themselves in the dark. One of the knights helped the injured man off the ground as one of the Knights dismounted. He knelt down to Cassandra. She could only see his eyes through his golden helmet that looked bruised by battle. Without a word she obeyed. He took her to the cage on the wagon, lifted her up to its iron door, and locked it behind her.

Those will be the last memories of the outside that Cassandra could muster to remember.

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The Champions of Azria: Mages of The Spire

Heya! I'm a aspiring novelist. I am posting my on going novel on wattpad and would love some eyes on it!! It would mean a lot for some support! I would love to know peoples opinions and thoughts on the story.

In the continent of Azria follows laws against magic. People who are born with magical abilities, also known as Mages, must be locked up in Spires by order of the Grand Divinity. As mages learn to control their gifts, they must be watched by the Divinian Knight preventing them to ever taste freedom. Cassandra, a mage of the Spire, cares little for the creator of light nor the concept of being a slave to the religion. Cassandra tries to find a path of freedom while the Divinian knights watch carefully for any folly. A young Knight named Terrance secretly befriends Cassandra and unknowingly helps her begin the mage uprising.

Most of my inspiration comes from The Witcher, Dragon age, D&D, Lotr. Mists of Avalon. Merlin.

Though I'm much more used to writing plays. I wanted to tackle writing a novel. I've always had this world in my head and I finally wanted to put it on paper!

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My name is Mira Alin Hills. I’m a writer that has already written and had produced plays and musicals in the past. But now I’m doing a new project. I high fantasy book I’m wiriting Called “The Champions of Azria. The Mages of the Spire” I will be posting every month a new chapter on wattpad of this book until  completion. I hope that you can support me through this Journey and I hope that you enjoyed the book. 

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Hacavitz - Ojpanna

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Dancing Fairies (1866) - August Malmström

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