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    Ravenfire
    Ravenfire
    Ravenfire
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    Ravenfire

    By Tracey Renae

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    Thousands of years ago, Men and Elves coexisted side by side along with all manner of magical creatures. The Creator had threaded magic into the blood of every being, and it was a wondrous world indeed. Until the day Fate, bored with the Earth’s peaceful existence, conspired to twist one of the Creator’s benign guardians, Nefar, the Gatekeeper of the dead, infecting him with a lust for power he was never meant to hold. War broke out upon the World, and Seryn, the Mother of Magic, Immortal Guardian and twin to Mother Nature, sacrificed herself in the Final Battle, removing magic from our world until such time the Creator called her from her earthly tomb and allowed her to usher magic upon the world once more.

    In a bid to save the races dependent upon magic, Seryn ordered them to take refuge within the Realm of Meard, a realm of dreams existing alongside Earth. There she sent the races of Elves, Dwarves, Giants and a hundred score more, so they would live unhindered from the recession of magic.

    Men, the youngest race by far, inherited the world, having the strongest constitution to survive upon their wit and strength alone. The magic the humans were born with, receded into their DNA, and there it lies still today.

    This is the story of an unlikely Elven pair, Sienna and Aleczandre, two younglings from opposite clans, who knew nothing of Earth, whose destiny would shape the end of our world.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherTracey Renae
    Release dateJul 5, 2014
    ISBN9781310940927
    Ravenfire
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    Tracey Renae

    Tracey's love of books began at an early age, when she was introduced to such works as Anne of Green Gables, The Hobbit, and The Elf Stones of Shannara.Romance and fantasy bloomed within her heart and her own Realm was born. From the time she was a teenager to her early thirties she would write her stories as an outlet from everyday life struggles, eventually learning that those very struggles would birth some of her greatest characters.Tracey's hobby turned to a serious undertaking, when she grew courage enough to share her inner world with a few close friends. Much to her amazement, she found praise and encouragement to bring her writing to life in the publishing world.Now, she works daily on that very goal.Tracey is the author of many stories from the Realm of Meard, and she is currently writing, editing, expanding, or assembling them to share with you.You can find her works and updates on her Facebook page www.facebook.com/RealmofMeard or her blog at http://realmofmeard.comYou can contact her at her email address: Tracey.Renae@aol.com

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      Book preview

      Ravenfire - Tracey Renae

      RAVENFIRE

      Those who do not believe in magic . . .

      will never find it.

      TRACEY RENAE

      RAVENFIRE

      By Tracey Renae

      Copyright ©2014 by Tracey Renae

      Smashwords Edition

      ISBN: 9781310940927

      Edited and formatted by

      Literary Editor Rogena Mitchell-Jones with

      Rogena Mitchell-Jones Manuscript Services

      www.rogenamitchell.com

      Front page Image courtesy of Digitalart / FreeDigitalPhotos.net

      Cover and Design Created by: Tracey Renae

      All rights reserved.

      No part of this publication may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopy, recording, or any information storage and retrieval system without the prior written consent from the publisher, except in the instance of quotes for reviews. No part of this book may be scanned, uploaded, or distributed via the internet without the publisher’s permission and is a violation of the International copyright law, which subjects the violator to severe fines and imprisonment.

      This is a work of fiction. The names, characters, incidents, and place are products of the author’s imagination and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or actual events are entirely coincidental. Any trademarks, service marks, product names, or names features are assumed to be the property of their respective owners, and are used only for reference. There is no implied endorsement if any of these terms are used.

      The author and editor have taken great effort in presenting a manuscript free of errors. However, editing errors are ultimately the responsibility of the author.

      Dedication

      Ravenfire is dedicated to

      my loving daughter,

      Stormie.

      Without her, Sienna would

      never have been written.

      When searching for a youthful,

      strong, and independent girl within my Realm, I didn’t have far to look,

      for she was blooming

      right before me.

      Acknowledgment

      I want to thank my friends, Jack Kondrat, Maggie Heath, Susan Moody, and the countless others that volunteered to be my first readers. They graciously accepted the task blindly, unaware they were about to become victims of my grammatical torture, and my obsessive teeth gnashing and nail biting, while I waited for their reviews.

      While I have written for many years for my own gratification, Ravenfire is something new that I birthed from the ashes of the old. Ravenfire is my first test, my first taste of success, and my first novella I have put into print.

      They say trial by fire is best, and so into the world my precious must go. All because my friends said so.

      Fire and Ice,

      The weapons of the Gods,

      Were forever at war and always at odds.

      None could survive their blaze or bite,

      And they danced as puppets beneath their master’s might.

      Until, one day Fire singed Ice,

      And the evidence of their embrace,

      Filled the barren basins of the land.

      Delight and Desire grew,

      And they chased one another across the Earth,

      Creating our oceans, lakes, and streams,

      Leaving a trail of love and life in their wake,

      Angering the Gods that created them

      For destruction’s sake.

      They made a pact, Fire and Ice,

      Between themselves and the Gods.

      She would dance in the skies all day long,

      Warming the world with her glow,

      And he would rise in her wake,

      Whisking across the world every evening,

      Leaving jewels of frost for her to find.

      Only twice a day would they meet,

      At Dawn and at Dusk,

      Falling into one another’s embrace.

      A fleeting moment to say the least,

      Yet, for centuries they have never faltered,

      Or failed to meet.

      Forever in love, Fire and Ice.

      As told to all young Tamer and Raven children, when counselling them to stick to their own kind, or else be cursed to live a life apart from their beloved. —Tracey Renae

      Introduction

      RAVENFIRE

      A SHORT INTRODUCTION to the Realm of Meard, from which all my stories are born.

      Thousands of years ago, Men and Elves coexisted side by side along with all

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