Booktok Anthem Novels & Stories

“I understand you are on a journey that is called The Anointment Journey. What can you tell me about it?” The young prince cleared his throat and drank some more wine. “My grandfather, Myrmidon, started them, or at least insisted that each Menian boy who turned eighteen should take a journey.” “That is interesting. When I was eighteen, many years ago I might add,” he laughed, “a long journey was the furthest thing from my mind. I think it is commendable to your honorable grandfather that you’ve agreed to come to our capital city. You will find it in many ways like Careath here, only instead of sitting on this beautiful coast it sits on the edge of a very high bluff overlooking most of Semia

“Isn’t fate just so damn cute?” Lyka sighed, “You are powerful, each of you and you need to discover it. To expand it.” “But enough to defeat him?” Art snickered. “Yes, enough to destroy him. We will talk about it later. Before that you can read this book.” Shalom handed them a thick, leather bound book. In the cover, was a handwritten word. Bloodsongs. In wild red. ____