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About Legends of Lorata

Eleanor Willow is the author of the high fantasy series Legends of Lorata, which takes place on a medieval-style world filled with elves, dragons and faeries. There is also a fourth race, one that is rare and magical: the angelic Starr. Lorata is a planet where four gods are known: good, evil, elemental and celestial-- and there are plenty of legends about them all! One of the most important ones is the prophecy of Jenh's champion, Loracaz, who is promised to return to the land whenever evil threatens to take hold. There are currently for books planned. The first one is completed and currently being edited. Any news I have on about publishing will be shared as it comes in!

Longing for Shadows Part X

**Continued from Part IX** “‘She’…” Rowan repeated as they came to another staircase.  “But our… Our… I don’t want to say ‘soul,’ but whatever it is, it isn’t gendered is it?” “No,” he told her as he gazed down the … Continue reading

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Longing for Shadows Part IX

**Continued from Part VIII** The Necropolis was the most crowded city Rowan had ever been in.  Had it been a painting, the artist would have had to use their smallest brushes to painstakingly assemble each bit of black, gray, indigo, … Continue reading

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Longing for Shadows Part VIII

**Continued from Part VII** There were two armored guards standing just outside the gates. They were tall, taller even than Peter, which seemed pretty rare. Their faces were hidden in the shadows of their helmets, and all that she could … Continue reading

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Longing for Shadows Part VII

**Continued from Part VI** “You have to be careful here,” Peter told her.  “You might still be living, but the world of the dead doesn’t care.  They’re just as willing to keep you here as they are anyone who’s actually … Continue reading

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Longing for Shadows Part VI

**Continued from Part V** The world of the dead had no sun to shine down on it.  Although it seemed as though it was always nighttime, it was not entirely dark.  The city of the dead had countless lights glowing … Continue reading

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The House of the Seventh Minuet VIII

“Magic?” I asked him.  “That’s just the stuff of fairy tales and fantasy novels.” He looked disappointed by my reply.  “You could not possibly be here, young lady, if you did not believe somewhere in your heart that magic was … Continue reading

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The House of the Seventh Minuet VII

I walked the length of the rug, taking my time so that I could look over the art that adorned the walls.  Some of them were portraits, some were scenes of ancient battles.  A few were distant and whimsical landscapes.  … Continue reading

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