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𝚁𝚊𝚊𝚐𝚜𝚑𝚛𝚎𝚎: 𝙰𝚐𝚗𝚒𝚟𝚊𝚊𝚗'𝚜 𝙺𝚊𝚜𝚑𝚒
1693.
Kashi bled under the gold of temples and the grime of politics. The river witnessed all-love, sin, silence. And in its ghats danced Raagshree, the girl whose movements echoed war drums more than melodies. Raised by fire, trained in restraint, her anklets carried the weight of an empire. She did not bow to gods. She was one-born of rhythm, sculpted by wrath.
But when Agnivaan-Kashi's chosen blade, a man loyal to blood and nothing else-crosses her path, prayers turn to curses. His eyes never flinch. Hers never lower. He burns for purpose. She breathes rebellion.
In a city where kings are puppets and silence is bought, two weapons are unsheathed-one forged of fire, the other of fury.
And the river shall remember them both.