When Aethera Michaelson entered the Academy, she knew someone like her could never fit in with the elite crowd of rich and entitled students. So, after the quarantine begins, she blends herself into the corners of the library, unaware that she would...
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Dear Reader,
This isn't the first time I have felt the need to share my dream with the entire world. I have written before, under a different name, through a different profile but never tried this genre and maybe I am truly here, on this profile because I am scared that my dream isn't enough.
Sometimes we dream of things so unknown to us, based in a foreign land that we may never get the chance to visit; of a life that seems so bizarre; but we hope. We hope in the morning that the dream, no matter how fictional it sounds, is not a dream, but a reality. That even though our lives are well planned and we are happy, for that moment we believe we will be happier in a world far away from our present reality.
I know fantasies are called fantasies because they may never become a reality but what's the harm in penning them down and continuing their leftover story?
I hope you find my dream worth reading.
Allison
P.S. - Chapters numbered "00" are set in a futuristic time, not the present timelines of the story. I will be starting with them to give you a clear picture of my characters before they awaken to their new, rightful life.
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