Beyond the mountains. Past the places even dragons refused to fly... lay the Curse Land. It was not a kingdom built from stone. It was built from forgotten hope. The sky never changed. The rivers carried black mist instead of water. The trees whispered every regret ever spoken aloud. And at its deepest point... waited the Shadow King. No throne. No castle. Only endless darkness. He had no true body anymore. He had become living shadow. A black mist wrapped in armour that shim

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Luma left Crystal Cove in a huff after yet another telling-off from Cyddie about stealing dice. She insisted she had only borrowed them to roll numbers that would help her decide what tidying duties to do. Cyddie, however, had argued that hiding under a blanket was not an approved method of rolling dice for housework. Luma felt this was deeply unfair. So, while nobody was watching, she slipped quietly out of the back of Crystal Cove and disappeared into the woods. She wandere

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Depression is a fight no one wins ……