SerafinaF

Forever the shame of the magik academy. In a world where the supernatural flow of magik is as common as the air to breathe, she is talentless and hopelessly lacking in ability---that is until a Demon’s ancient text falls into her hands.

With the aid of a strange group of friends, they venture out attempting to decipher its contents.

Before they realize it, the world as they know it has begun to suffer from demonic assaults with death as the only release from the chaos. 

It’s a race against the clock and the sands of time are running out.

Can they decipher the forbidden secrets in time or will they be doomed to join the immortal army of perdition in the afterlife?

The Disabled Mage at the Topaz Academy of Magikal Arts

There was no cave opening.  There was no tunnel.

There was just a solid wall of jutting rock.

I had seen this before, but it still made me wince and brace for impact as our vehicle slammed into the hillside.

Tomas Dole eased up on the engine as the RV became caught within a traction beam and then pulled into the rock face.  It was just a visual façade.

For a moment, we were engulfed within the darkness of the rock's interior.  The darkness did not last long.

Within a matter of minutes, we had emerged onto a flat grassy plains with a beautiful smooth paved road.

Tomas Dole gunned the engine, disengaging from the tractor beam and off we sped across the plains in quick succession.

The moon was high in the sky as it gazed down across the windswept blades of grass, illuminating the deep gray and heather of the bushes and trees in scattered clumps.

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