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Learn more about Raenarin (at my wiki).
Stories

Leo: Following in the Footsteps

Martina: New Year, New Start
Characters

Leo
Elaine
Arabella
Martina

http://k-a-jones-writing.wikia.com/wiki/World:_Raenarin

Mirrored from K. A. Jones Writing.

Knocking on the door was the hard part. In order to do something that seemed so simple Leo had to push to one side the belief that the sorceress within would say no. Being a witch would have made everything much simpler in some ways, but you had to be born a witch, and that was something that was entirely down to luck. Of course, then it was a case ( Read more... )

The third magical race of Raenarin, the Sorcerers, live on a hidden continent. They know of the Witches and Sorceresses, but neither the Witches or the Sorceresses know about the existence of the Sorcerers or the hidden continent. When the Witch Queen was alive she did know of the hidden continent and did everything she could to keep it hidden, ( Read more... )

The second magical race of Raenarin, the Sorceresses, are not born with the ability to harness the magic of their world. Once their training was passed down from mother to daughter, aunt to niece, grandmother to granddaughter until one Sorceress chose to train her son as she had no daughters. People told stories of Sorcerers, about what happened ( Read more... )

The home of the race that call themselves Witches is Raenarin. They are a humanoid race, with magical abilities, who have an average lifespan of around a hundred years. Witches are born with the ability to use the magic of Raenarin and many look down on the other magical race that live here, the Sorceresses, because they have to be taught how to ( Read more... )

Wrapping her arms around herself Mira kept walking. As long as she focused on putting one foot in front of the other she would be fine. Part of her wanted to turn around and go back through the door, no matter what the outcome was going to be, but it was her mother, her Queen, who had told her to go. Those were orders she couldn’t ignore. Another ( Read more... )

Mira stepped through the door, knowing that she had no other choice. A single tear trickled down her cheek. Being a ‘demon’ was both a blessing and a curse right at the moment. It meant she was safe from… she didn’t know exactly who it was, but she knew that her entire family was dead because of someone, as she’d could leave Raenarin behind. At the ( Read more... )