Legends of Azer 1

Legends of Azer Azers Beginging Book 1 Written by Brian Donahoe III Prolog Once was a time when the free could roam, Through forests lush, beneath the sky’s dome. Dragons soared high, fairies danced in the breeze, A world full of wonder, yet riddled with disease. The scent of fresh winds, mixed with blood's trace, A peaceful time, yet a brutal embrace. In this land of beauty, where darkness did creep, A legend was born, from the shadows so deep. Young he was, but his eyes saw it all, The evil that whispered, the shadows that call. It twisted his soul, and threatened his mind, But a spark deep inside, a purpose he’d find. He sought the hardest magic, the mightiest art, Mastering the ancient, the knowledge of heart. And soon they would say, "A god walks the land," For his power was vast, like the touch of a hand. He battled the darkness, both within and without, His journey was endless, of that there’s no doubt. Through trials and triumphs, he changed the fate, Of a world on the brink, as it met its new state. The legend you read is not just a tale, It’s of one who stood, where others might fail. A force so relentless, it altered the skies, A hero of legend, with fire in his eyes. -UNKNOWN FOUND ON AN ANCIENT TABLET