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👤 Is literate cult english-based project?

Comsec ini isinya tiga wanita Amberhollow lagi ngobrol malem malem di ujung gang

👤 What will the members do in the group? Apart from chatting. Is there any future projects or such things?

👤 Everythings here's strictly english? Even the daily convo?

👤 I'm a little confused, can you explain this? I mean all of this. I'm a little interested ngl.

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👤 Is literate cult english-based project?

👤 What will the members do in the group? Apart from chatting. Is there any future projects or such things?

👤 Everythings here's strictly english? Even the daily convo?

👤 I'm a little confused, can you explain this? I mean all of this. I'm a little interested ngl.

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𝕿he drip-drip-drip of ink flows down the parchment not unlike blood, its liquid pooling on the surface clotting like a testament of devotion to the words they expulsed; they are writers and thinkers and also soldiers, pawns eager to follow their leader, their minds. Here we are, they seem to say. We exist. 🪨

🏘️ 🕯 𝕬 sanctuary of writers and adventurers of the mind, Literate Cult opened it gates again for new soldiers and poets to mingle and network. If you are interested for joining a collective of literature enthusiasts, feel free to fill our application form and send it by our postal service. To spread the word of our opening, please share this post into your public channel, or if unavailable, you may share them to multiple LPM groups. Make sure to check out our terms & requirements and join our channel for further information.

With love and war,
Literate Cult.

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ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ PROLOGUE:
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ Portazaz as abarukh!
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ(In Hollowian: Open the gates!)


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ㅤPerhaps you have come upon this tale through your old nannies telling. In many revisions as they put you to bed, you have heard of manlike creatures with their pointed ears and angelic features, halflings and devils alike, and perhaps you might have imagined what it was like to hear the flapping sounds of wings only to discover that it was not that of bugs or birds alike, rather faeries and dragons.

ㅤWith their ragged breaths and grated voice, your old nannies would dive into a plot of valor and loyalty, cunning and betrayals. They would declare themselves the last folks alive to recite legends of a foreign universe—a distant land that you have come to know as Amberhollow. A kingdom ruled by King Navarro The Great, and the glory it once was under the aid of his trusted ally—the magyck folks of Summerville.

ㅤIt was said that these magyck folks were hidden behind well crafted spells. Some would even say that their existence was nothing but a made up tale so that the people of Amberhollow would sleep soundly with the knowledge of the protection that these magyck folks provide. After all, how come that no one was formidable enough to pass the gates?

ㅤHowever... as you flip through this book, I guarantee that you would soon unravel their mysteries and witness their escapades. After all, everyone is worthy of Summerville's magyck, all you have to do is just to open the gates...

—A passage from "A Recount of A Forgotten Past" by Literate Cult.

This is the usual sight of the Amberhollow on busy Monday. However, since the news already spread as fast as the falcon through the elites to mere villagers this morning, faint whispers from the tavern still giving no sign to meet its end anytime soon. All the discomfort and doubts filled their heart still,

is it true that the King will entrust outsiders once more?

Alas, it also won't stop the trio who left the castle since daybreak, the stare from Summerville people even guide the mighty Moonbourne, Ipomoea, and Deianeira to the gate of Amberhollow, carrying the King's decree that needs to be done.

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“What a man need after a long travel is warmth, a nice meal, and an intriguing story.”

If you find yourself deep in King Navarro's land, unsure to where to go, find what remains of his soldierly armor. There, you will find The Timid Mice.

The Timid Mice is home to its diverse villagers: cooks expertly crafting delicious meals you can't refuse, bards singing songs you can't help but move your body too, and most importantly, storytellers, weaving their wisdom into stories of old, of gods in their youth and a juvenile land, long before humans and other creatures first came out of their mother's womb.

Pull yourself a seat. Enjoy that warm ale. You don't want to miss the treasures from a mind's eye.


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