"Shik'na, Shik'na, Shik'na!" Their voices echoed through the moonless night, the only light came from the torches surrounding a circle of stones. The chanting became louder and multiple eyes reflected the light. "Shik'na, taknv myv wevynu vix havype?" One voice called. "Pyv, lyx taknx traky vix havype!" The answer came as a hissing sound. The air filled with gralvyn, blinding anyone who looked at it for too long.
At the same time, somewhere far away, deep under the ground where sunlight will never come. There in a huge dripstone cave with a circle of stones on the wet ground, stood someone in the middle, a creature with huge bat-like wings and blood dripping from it's huge fangs. In front of it lies something with fur, but it's impossible to tell what it is. It's completely torn apart and here they're also chanting something: "Khrag, Khrag, Khrag! Wevyn shnitj rishix!"
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Lost Secrets
FantasySylca, a little girl/cat-hybrid must prevent a war before it is too late. Her brother Qamin is almost an accepted gralvyni but when his little sister dissapears he does everything he can to find her, but there are many dangers on the road. This is m...
