The Crown of Wind Trilogy

#1 "I will tell you the story of Oedipus...A once-upon-a-time foe of mine, and of myself, I call it 'The boy of fate', How does that sound?" My response was another hearty cheer. "However, where do I begin? Oh, I know, I will begin at the exams..." #2 "What is wrong, Alyx?" Her voice was soft and tranquilizing, the feeling was similar to the initial reaction of laying on a soft bed after a cruel day of labor. I sighed deeply before answering. "I am a nobody, Naomi. I don't know my mother or father, I have no idea as to my birthright, I don't even have a picture of him, Naomi. I am fatherless, a bastard, and nothing more." She seemed to ponder on my words for a while before answering. In the long silence, I grabbed the heavy pendant that hung around my neck. It was simple, yet ornate at the same time. Carved from dwarven wood, and trimmed in elven silver, the pendant was nothing short of beautiful. On the inside, magically sealed into it, lay a picture of a young woman. This woman had eyes of amber and hair of spun gold, laying bouncily around her head and across her shoulders. She wore a beautiful dress of green, the fabric carefully spun and the trim gorgeous, overall well-fitting. She was gorgeous and had hardened eyes, the eyes of a warrior's wife. I stared at my mother, waiting for Naomi to respond. #3 The Wind will shake, and the Flowers will fall, I have sat and wondered what these words meant for days, and I have been thinking about a good many things these last couple of days. Why did I have to be the child of my father? Why could I not simply live peacefully, turning hay, or gathering carrots? That would be a peaceful life, simple and uneventful. If only I was lucky enough for something like that. However, it seems I am not. My name is Alyxander Lavathos, son of Maximus Lavathos, Baron of Hope and Keeper of Fate, wielder of Iln-Fang, the Sword of the Third Keeper. And now I am that Keeper, unrightfully given the power of the keeper. I am Moon-Tempered, given the power and magic of darkness to protect those who cannot protect themselves. My twin sister, Kaylein, is Sun-Struck, given the power of fire and warmth. We are unlike any twins in the known realms, which is far and many between. I was born in Vale, raised as a son of the feared new Baron, Johnathan Grayson, my Uncle who is now dead with the rest of them. So many have died in my protection because of me...

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