A poem about a Sorcerer.

Cthulhu Mythos poem.

Merlin was a master of dark magic, who used his wicked spells to manipulate and deceive. But the knight Sir Lancelot stood in his devious way.

Static was an arsehole. Of that he was certain. He was the vice leader of the most powerful gang in the centre, nobody could stop him. until he meets Yasha, that is.

Inspired heavily by Six of Crows by Leigh Bardugo and Johannes Cabal the Necromancer

This is my first story, it will be shit, the story will be messy and my grammar won't be perfect, my "schedule" will be irregular as fuck, but I'm going to try, and I hope that counts.

Clio was a normal fruitseller. That was until Etaine realized that he could not manipulate Clio in any way like he could the others. Etaine wanted to know why and Clio wanted to know everything.

But with only thirty days to do so and the threat of the Agdeth hovering over the small town of Waverly, would either of them be able to succeed? And, Clio, who claims to only love books, be able to find a new love in Etaine? Read and find out!

A/N: I haven't decided on a gender for Clio, so you can take them to be male, female or whatever.