The Endless City is torn apart. As the oppressive Order tries to wrestle total control, a small group of people fights the pointless battle for freedom. And Hester is one of them. She owes the rebellion everything. Since the days she wandered the world with no aim or memories of the past, they've become her family. No...
Every time she sees her best friend, her heart races. Her breath catches. Her throat swells. She doesn't know what is happening to her. She only knows she's falling. This is a School for Good and Evil Hestadil fanfic. If you're not okay with LGBTQ+ ships or the community, I suggest you leave. This once won 1st place...