Darktanion
A professional writer is a amateur that never quit
The moon and stars shined over the world, illuminating the darkness. It was a world of power, high priests, knights and mages given the gifts of god. Some were more common then others, but in the end, the rarest gem was that of the jeweled eyes. A descendant given the power of a god. They were the most dangerous and beautiful treasure.
Upon the throne of the great northern region was Devon, a cool and cold hearted man who had pushed away his emotions. At the age of 10, he was granted the power of the sun’s descendants, using the power to bring upon his reign. He was greatly feared, as well as respected. With the power of the high priests behind him, his reign only grew, until he found the one with jewel like eyes-
Upon the throne of the great northern region was Devon, a cool and cold hearted man who had pushed away his emotions. At the age of 10, he was granted the power of the sun’s descendants, using the power to bring upon his reign. He was greatly feared, as well as respected. With the power of the high priests behind him, his reign only grew, until he found the one with jewel like eyes-