A convict with a thirst for revenge, a sharpshooter who can't walk away from a wager, a runaway with a privileged past, a spy known as the wraith, a heartrender using her magic to survive the slums, a thief with a gift for unlikely escapes, a ballet...
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"The street becomes more unfamiliar Gloomy weather, no direction, looking back at the bad memories that tormented me, I can see that it's nothing."
— Anywhere but home, Seulgi.
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Leaning against the table, Trixie raised a brow at the note Kaz had been handed, watching as he read it to himself. She studied his facial expressions, noting how he didn't really react to anything. It was slightly annoying to her because she wanted to know what the note had said. She decided she was just gonna steal it from him later and read it then.
