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Elania. A world ruled by magic. A world as divided as it is beautiful - where almighty elements and the first who hold them in their hands are still worshipped to this day. Within the industrial port town of Leesia, home to one of the few temples of Eloria, Goddess of Water, lives Sirus Lesat. An Acolyte of Eloria and freelancer, he uses his skills of magic and combat to protect caravans and dazzle pretty girls. However, with the toll of a temple bell, his life will soon change.

Could this be the beginning of something even bigger?

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And we're live, folks! I'm happy to officially announce the Violet Tear digital comic. An artistic spin on my first draft novel that some of you have been reading lately.

Gotta give a shoutout and some extra credit to Corrupted-Mooch ! She's the artist bringing this one to life and I'm very grateful. This will be the first page of many. So, be sure to follow both me and her if you'd like updates on the story itself and this here comic! I'll also leave a link to the first chapter of the story below!

Thank you for your time!

Violet Tear - Part I (Bells of Fate)
Places like these always had a feeling of calm to them. The chatter of people. The warmth of conversation. Booming voices awash with a sea of cheers and laughter. The smell of wine and sharp imported brandy hanging thick in the air. They always seemed to help in taking the edge off after a tiring day.
At least, Sirus thought so.
Wooden tables dotted around the olden stone room. Like little islands, each one was populated with a colorful bunch of people. In the back corner beside the door? A grizzled sailor and his twin daughters. Slouched beside the bar, one of the town's dashing, handsome rogues. A heartbreaker through and through. Beside the window closest to the fireplace? Halam, one of the town of Leesia's usual suspects. Day in and day out he'd be here. With every mug of ale he slammed back that tab of his grew larger and larger.
So many different ways of life. Everyone had a story. And that was exactly why Sirus came in here. It was fun to watch the world pass you by. Even better

Description
Elania. A world ruled by magic. A world as divided as it is beautiful - where almighty elements and the first who hold them in their hands are still worshipped to this day. Within the industrial port town of Leesia, home to one of the few temples of Eloria, Goddess of Water, lives Sirus Lesat. An Acolyte of Eloria and freelancer, he uses his skills of magic and combat to protect caravans and dazzle pretty girls. However, with the toll of a temple bell, his life will soon change.

Could this be the beginning of something even bigger?

-----

And we're live, folks! I'm happy to officially announce the Violet Tear digital comic. An artistic spin on my first draft novel that some of you have been reading lately.

Gotta give a shoutout and some extra credit to Corrupted-Mooch ! She's the artist bringing this one to life and I'm very grateful. This will be the first page of many. So, be sure to follow both me and her if you'd like updates on the story itself and this here comic! I'll also leave a link to the first chapter of the story below!

Thank you for your time!

Violet Tear - Part I (Bells of Fate)
Places like these always had a feeling of calm to them. The chatter of people. The warmth of conversation. Booming voices awash with a sea of cheers and laughter. The smell of wine and sharp imported brandy hanging thick in the air. They always seemed to help in taking the edge off after a tiring day.
At least, Sirus thought so.
Wooden tables dotted around the olden stone room. Like little islands, each one was populated with a colorful bunch of people. In the back corner beside the door? A grizzled sailor and his twin daughters. Slouched beside the bar, one of the town's dashing, handsome rogues. A heartbreaker through and through. Beside the window closest to the fireplace? Halam, one of the town of Leesia's usual suspects. Day in and day out he'd be here. With every mug of ale he slammed back that tab of his grew larger and larger.
So many different ways of life. Everyone had a story. And that was exactly why Sirus came in here. It was fun to watch the world pass you by. Even better