*BASED ON MY DESIRED REALITY! NOT ALL THINGS THAT HAPPEN IN THIS BOOK HAPPEN IN MY DR! ITS MAINLY FOR PLOT*
Luda's heart is pierced by cupid, and she disdain all glittering gold.
There is nothing can console her, but her jolly privateer bold.
or a...
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"What was a siren but a call to your neighbors, a cry that would let them know that grief of one sort or another was coming through, as it did for someone every day, every evening." - Alice Hoffman, The Probable Future
