I once had a brother. An older brother. I once had a family. A loving family. I once had a life and a childhood, a home, and carefulness. But in a single day, it all slipped away. Now, all that remains are two of my possessions: an obsidian dagger housing a fragment of a powerful artifact that can fulfill my deepest desire, and a choice upon which my future hinges. As I meet his gaze, those golden eyes beseech me with unwavering hope, as he is still believing that deep within my very soul, I am not a killer...
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Ostara wings. Forgiven
FantasyHaving committed an unforgivable act by taking a life, Ashula Aishar finds herself without a home or family. Forced to delve into the dangerous realm beyond the Border to sustain herself, she undertakes the task of recovering lost items. One fateful...
