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Ophelia The Scar of the Forest: Ophelia Mystical Wanderer, #1
Ophelia The Scar of the Forest: Ophelia Mystical Wanderer, #1
Ophelia The Scar of the Forest: Ophelia Mystical Wanderer, #1
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Ophelia thought she was just a village caretaker until a mysterious grey cat left a scar on her face—and awakened her magical powers. Now, hunted by a ruthless warlock and facing ancient forces beyond her imagination, Ophelia must harness her new abilities to survive. Will she master the magic that courses through her veins, or will darkness consume her? Get ready for an intense, spellbinding journey of magic, power, and secrets in this thrilling dark fantasy adventure! Light up, dive in, and brace yourself... This is just the beginning.

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Release dateSep 28, 2024
ISBN9798224573240
Ophelia The Scar of the Forest: Ophelia Mystical Wanderer, #1
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johnnie thomas

I move like the wind, untethered and unseen, leaving behind only traces of the places I've passed through. What would you sacrifice to uncover the truths hidden just out of sight? The answers lie waiting in the Hidden Eye Village, a place you'll only find if you're ready to see what others overlook. Are you prepared to take the first step?

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    Ophelia The Scar of the Forest - johnnie thomas

    Ophelia

    ​The Scar of the Forest

    Book 1

    Johnnie Thomas IV


    ​Table of Contents

    The Grey Cat

    The Scar and the Awakening

    A Village of Secrets

    The Warlock’s Plans

    The Game of Words

    The First Moves

    The Hidden Battle

    The Hunt for Magic

    The Clash in the Grove

    Wounds and Whispers

    The Role of Chakras and Energy Work

    The Cost of Power

    The Reckoning

    Light up your most magical, stinkiest blunt, and throw some shrooms in your mouth if you're feeling adventurous. Buckle up for this wild, mystical journey with Ophelia. Don't put that blunt out till you reach the last page; trust me, you'll need it for the ride ahead. Let's get enchanted!


    ​Chapter 1: The Grey Cat

    Bramble Hollow sat in a valley surrounded by ancient woods. The villagers, most of whom were set in their ways, seldom ventured past the treeline. The forest had its legends, whispered tales of magic and creatures older than time itself. But to Ophelia, these stories were just that—stories. She had spent her life focused on practical matters, like caring for the village's children and making ends meet. Magic was for dreamers, and dreamers, in her view, seldom survived the harsh realities of life.

    This day had begun like any other. The autumn sun bathed the cobbled streets in a warm glow as Ophelia passed the baker’s shop, greeting old Mr. Ellis with a nod. Her heart was calm, her thoughts already planning the day's tasks, until she saw it—the cat. It was unlike any feline she had ever seen, its fur a smoky grey that seemed to shimmer under the sun's gaze, eyes that glowed like molten silver.

    The animal watched her with an unnerving intensity, its tail flicking lazily as if daring her to approach. For a moment, she considered turning away, chalking it up to a mere stray, but something held her in place. Curiosity. Her curse. She had always been drawn to the unknown, to the edges of what was considered safe. And so, she stepped forward, her eyes locked with the cat’s.

    With a graceful, almost taunting slowness, the cat turned and padded into an alley. Ophelia followed, her heartbeat quickening. It led her down narrow paths and behind cottages, finally stopping at the edge of the forest. The transition from the bustling village to the silent woods was stark. Shadows clung to the trees like whispers of forgotten secrets. She hesitated.

    Where are you taking me? she muttered, not expecting an answer. To her surprise, the cat turned and stared at her, its gaze piercing through her doubt. Then, in a flash of movement, it lunged.

    Ophelia barely had time to raise her arm before the cat’s claws raked across her face, leaving behind a line of searing pain. She gasped, stumbling back, her hand flying to her cheek. The cat retreated, its body dissolving into a cloud of mist that curled around her, sinking into the ground. She was left alone, standing on the threshold of the forest with a burning line etched into her skin.

    She ran, stumbling over roots and uneven ground as she fled back to her cottage. Her breath came in ragged gasps, fear clawing at her insides. When she finally shut the door behind her, she rushed to the mirror. What she saw made her blood run cold. A deep, curving scar ran from the corner of her eye down to her jawline, glowing faintly with a silvery light.

    By the gods... she whispered, touching it gently. It didn’t feel like a wound. It felt alive, pulsating with a rhythm she could almost hear. A shiver ran through her, a blend of fear and an unexpected thrill. She had heard of marks like these in the old tales, marks that granted power and curses in equal measure.

    As the shock settled, anger flared in her chest. What had that cat done to her? Her reflection stared back, eyes fierce and wild. Whatever it was, she wouldn’t be a victim of it. If this scar had given her power, she would learn to wield it.


    ​Chapter 2: The Scar and the Awakening

    The nights that followed were turbulent. Ophelia’s sleep was invaded by dreams that danced on the edge of nightmares. She wandered through a forest of shadows, where voices whispered secrets in languages she didn’t recognize. She felt the earth pulse beneath her feet, the trees sway with silent life. Each time she awoke drenched in sweat, the scar on her face throbbing as if it had a heartbeat of its own.

    By the fourth day, the strangeness around her became undeniable. Small things at first—candles flickering to life with a mere glance, the kettle whistling

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