Wow I actually have a title for this one (:

Little backstory my and my friend (One of them that was gonna do the story glory podcast w/ me) were going on a hike in a forest and there was this part of the mixed tree forest that turned completely into pine forest and was dark and creepy so we made up a name for it (Hence the forest of galagoma) and came up with this book idea while on our hike.

ik, im weird lol.

So yeah ik i said I don't plan but apparently I plan books wen I am writing with other ppl. Also me and my friend forgot about this one and that's y we never wrote it.

The forest of Galagoma

The girl is kidnapped by good guys ( I feel like it would be better if people who work for Galagoma kidnap her though) she is raised in the good City. The war starts. She is sent to the forest of Galagoma because they want her to train with the sorcerer to be able to stop the war. She makes it there with her escort and the plants attack them and capture them. She meets the boy in the cell next to her. She meets Galagoma and asks him to let them go. Galagoma says no. She is stuck in the cell for a little bit. Finally Galagoma comes back and says if she can find her own way out of the forest using her magic he won't stop her and she asks for his help to train and he says yes cuz he knows he's going to die soon and he wants to pass on his magic. They train for a long time then when she still can't break out she asks Galagoma if she can leave because she needs to help with the war. He says yes and she goes to help but she is not strong enough. She is forced to flee multiple cities because they are overrun. She goes to ask Galagoma for help and finds the forest all burned down except one tree 🌲🌴 Galagoma left her a notebook saying he died from old age and she will know what to do when the time comes. She doesn't know what to do so she goes back to the town she was raised in and on her way back she sees the dark army marching towards the city.

The end

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Prologue

A cry of a small child vanished in the uproar of a storm. Thunder reverberated through the air. Two hooded figures could be seen moving through a sweeping city just as the moon started to rise. A huge stone castle loomed ahead of them. Lightning struck and it seemed to emanate from the towering castle walls. Rain poured from the sky leaving everything it touched damp and dreary. Townsfolk and traders bustled into buildings leaving the streets almost deserted. The figures glided unhurriedly along the trail whispering silently to themselves. They were bathed in shadow as they reached their destination. One figure, a shorter and slimmer person, launched a rope up towards a small window on the side of the castle. I caught expertly on the edge of a windowsill. The larger person latched onto the rope and climbed upwards. When they reached the window the figures leaped inside and saw a little girl's room. 

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I think that's the shortest prologue I've ever written....