The universe was music before it was anything tangible. Time was measured without signature, and worlds formed from the power of boundless melody, creation in song. Within this crucible of worlds lies Tellure Grand, a land wide, young, and full with possibility. Here, power is being found in the notes of destruction. ...
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Book Two of the Consulting Criminal series. It's an moriarty x reader so I really can't give you a really great description so I am sorry for that.