RELEASE DATE (ALL CONTENTS NOW IRRELIVANT):
-Keep in mind, this is an estimated release date. -
Now, chapter one of the series will be released a bit closer to the end of the Cover competition. The contest is judged by me, and if you enter- you will be given the option of your art as the cover for the first book. The rules are listed in the contest prompt, feel free to enter. (I was also having a bit of trouble with the contest set-up; please forgive any errors you see.)
I will not be publishing the entire book at once because of 2 reasons. I'm still working on getting my co-writer's account set up, and the characters development has had a small setback. These are no major problems, and I still plan to have chapter 1 released after or close to the end of the competition.
SMALL PREVIEW:
Ivy hated traveling. Traveling with others at least. She always got that since of someone always watching, looking at her every move. But her mother didn't care because she was royal and amazing and exemplary blah blah blah. She flapped harder to keep up with her family, she looked down and tried to count the number of times her wings completed the fast-moving circle. Her high score was 163 circles in 5 seconds.
Ivy's close friends often said her wings flapped like a hummingbird; she had never seen one, but she figured they were pretty rad- like her obviously.
One of the guards slowed, falling behind Ivy.
"Princess PoisonIvy, I would advise you take a rest in the chariot."
Ivy slowly rolled her eyes but sped up, landing on the small chariot next to her mother and father.
The chariot was almost like a jungle canopy mushed into one, solid, compact hammock. Ivy often thought the word 'chariot' was a bit of an exaggeration. 149Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5BIHxRo1d8
Ivy thought back to the interaction with the guard. He had called her by her real name, PoisonIvy. Just as requested, only her friends were allowed to call her Ivy.
She sighed quietly and took to the air again. Round and round her wings went, beating fast under the booming sun.
Her bright amber eyes gleaming in the sunlight as she sped past the rest of the group. They had been flying for hours. Everyone knew that because most of the royal family had small wings, they had to land often. Witch meant stopping, and stopping, and stopping.
She looked down and a small island up ahead and figured she might as well get there before the rest of them. So, she sped ahead landing gracefully on the ground.
Snap.
Ivy whipped around..... Something was watching her.
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