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Delara - Daughter Of Two Worlds (Poetry Book)

Delara - Daughter Of Two Worlds (Poetry Book)

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General Poetry

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ISBN13: 9798171267186
Publisher: Independently Published
Pages: 62
Weight: 0.19
Height: 0.16 Width: 6.00 Depth: 9.00
Language: English
Before the Luminaris raised its crystal domes above the waters, and before men knew that angels could love mortals, there was a world where Heaven, Earth, and Sea were united by a single light.It is said that, in those ancient times, the Primordial Spirit placed a blue flame in the depths of the ocean, and from it the Heart of the Ocean was born.From its light the Crystals appeared.Blue, fountains of life to all the peoples of the seas.At the same time, in Paradise, angels watched over men and sometimes descended to Earth to guide their steps.But between the three worlds a resolution arose.Angels were not allowed to join their hearts with that of a mortal.Ages passed, and the oath seemed unshaken.Until Mehravan looked to Earth.And saw Delara.A girl simple from Naryash, with a pure soul and a light that no crystal could measure.She was no queen, no goddess, no angel.She was just a daughter of the sea, raised among fishermen, waves, and stories of the Blue Flame Lighthouse.But in her heart there was something that Paradise had forgotten.Boundless love.When Mehravan and Delara met, the old laws began to shake.Their love united what had been separated for thousands of years: the light of the angel and the soul of man.From this love Arina would be born.The daughter of the two worlds.In her veins flowed the legacy of the Flame of Paradise, but in her heart lived the courage of a human soul.She would become the bridge between Heaven, Earth and Sea and discover a truth that no one had been able to say: Light does not belong to one world.It exists to be shared.And the story the true heiress was just getting started.

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