Iren Boycheva
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Iren | High schooler from Bulgaria ✨ | I turn words into art with quirky fonts and unique stories. Creativity is my superpower!
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Embers of the Forgotten Realm
The wind cut through the Emberfall Divide like a blade, carrying ash and the faint metallic tang of old battles. Lyra's boots crunched over the broken cobblestones as she followed Kael through the ruins of the plaza. Her heart still hammered from the fire incident last night, each spark of residual magic in her fingers a reminder that she was dangerously unprepared.
By Iren Boycheva5 months ago in Fiction
Embers of the Forgotten Realm
The sun dipped behind the jagged peaks of the Emberfall Divide, casting the valley in molten gold. Lyra, seventeen-year old, brunette girl with shiny dark eyes ,crouched behind a shattered stone wall, heart hammering, fingertips tingling with magic she barely controlled. She hadn't meant to make the fire bloom like that—just a flicker to warm her hands—but sparks had danced across the cobblestones, singeing the emblem of her rival faction carved into the plaza.
By Iren Boycheva5 months ago in Fiction
