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Incipit: My Mother Death


a multitude of skulls, placed nearby in what is probably a forest.

Narrator

Third person


Literary genre

Fantasy


Adaptability

3 of 5


 

Balinak stood on her knees, her head bowed, her sword resting on the ground and her hands stretched forward, open to show her bare palms. This was how one stood before the greatest of sovereigns, the most powerful ruler Earth had ever known: Death, her mother.


Incipit Adaptability

High adaptability for creating fantasy stories. Low for other genres.

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