Hey guys I am so excited to share with you an opening page of my book that I am currently working on :) the book is called Twisted iris; which will be published on WattPad in the username @angiereadslots (soon I hope); enjoy reading!
The Blurb:
Iris has just turned 17 who will turn into a moona witch on the day Of Pedlin day like all other 17 year olds' in the land of Montearcus which is the land for witches. iris has been waiting to turn into a moona witch almost all her life and finely the day has arrived little did she know the powers she's about to gain are dark ones.. And only one person can save her from her dark powers.. Who is it? Or what is it?
©Twisted iris By Rachel Angelina Robin
Chapter 1- forbidden
Iris' long dim chocolate hair was tucked behind her ears which streamed down her back on wards, her brown crystallized eyes where pierced into the forested areas, where hazes floated around; she could scarcely see anything, regardless of the fact she had her lantern twisted around her cleared out arm's wrist.
"Crack!" her entire body pivoted and this point her body was shaking out of fear and cold. she lifted up her cleared out arm with the curved lamp around her wrist and made it streak around until she saw cluster of crows flew out of a weeping willow tree...a moan of relief was out of her, the crows twittered while taking off; as she understood that the crows must of took off from the willow tree one must of caused one of the branches to snap of.
she kept strolling into the forested areas, which was a danger and forbidden; particularly on Pedlin day, which was warned and told by almost everyone; particularly by her family; however whenever she asked them, on why it was strictly forbidden; they never had an answer themselves; her father would essentially say to her 'a fool won't tune in; yet an insightful one will'. which implied that she needed to stop asking questions, and simply obey what was told. However rules and obligations never appealed towards Iris; she was strong minded and had a wild heart to match her rebellious ways.
All Iris could consider was about today...it was finally Pedlin day.. which was about 17 year old's that is going to be given the most valuable blessing that any 17 year old could be given; which was the endowment of witch powers, the young men where given moon arc segment powers and the young ladies where given moona arc powers. she has been sitting tight for Pedlin day since she was young and the day has come!
Iris's thought of fear of anyone spotting her in the forest started larking through her veins; as the sudden rush of thought of breaking one of the commandments set by Montearcus delegates which would result to being sentence to death by disobeying the delegations commandments. But iris's rebellious ways made her realise this was a risk she wanted to take; simply because the woods made her nerves at ease; it allowed her to feel calm as if the woods was her only remedy to help her feel less tensed about Pedlin day. when she was in the woods all she could think was the beauty that surrounded her; nothing has ever made her feel this sort of belonging or even calmness; the woods was her save heaven.
Iris admired the weeping willow tree as she sat down next adjacent to it; her dressed hung down close to her, as she admired the hazed sky as she whispered the four words that meant the world to her "The woods, is mine."
Thank you for reading a very short snippet from the first chapter of my book; which is still in works, this is a draft piece; so I may edit/add stuff on to it :) I hope you all enjoyed reading this; and if you have any questions or suggestions please comment down below or email me on:
rachelrobin98@gmail.com
Happy Reading!xo
Rachel A. Robin
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