"I have lived on the lip of insanity, wanting to know reasons, knocking on a door. It opens and I find that I've been knocking from the inside."
Astrid, marked from birth as the devil's own, bears the weight of a curse whispered through cold convent...
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Do you have a question that can't be answered? Do the stars frighten you by their heaviness and their endless number? Does it bother you, that mercy is so difficult to understand? For some souls it's easy; they lie down on the sand and are soon asleep. For others, the mind shivers in its glacial palace, and won't come.
