TW: implied dis.ssoc..tion
--Briar--
My mind is quiet.
I drag myself through the forest.
All the way to Maylea.
I don't stop.
I just keep going.
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Storms of the Sky
FantasyEvery mythical world Bastet has read about is paradise compared to the hell they live in. Maylea is not that place. With some possessing unordinary abilities, two friends as different as the sun and sea, and a pretty assassin out for their head, Bas...
all the way - LXXXIX
TW: implied dis.ssoc..tion
--Briar--
My mind is quiet.
I drag myself through the forest.
All the way to Maylea.
I don't stop.
I just keep going.
