twistedmind7
Once every hundred years, the eclipse swallows the skies - and with it, reason, light, and mercy. Even the dragons cower, for on this night, something older than them all stirs: the forgotten dragon of the void.
On such a night, a child is torn into the world by fate's cruel hands, marked not by blood, bur by destiny.Her mother begged the stars to spare her, fought to keep her unborn until dawn, but the eclipse wanted its heir.
Now, kingdoms whisper of the girl born when the gods looked away. Some say she is the end of the world. Others say she is its reckoning. Bound to a dragon not seen in thousands of years - one that slipped through the cracks of death and legend - she walks the edge between salvation and annihilation.
The world will try to break her, bury her, burn her. But the girl born under the black sun was not made to kneel.
She was made to destroy thrones.