ericasgolightly
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𝐸nemies, sworn by land and stars.
But even the crow does not forget the hand that lingers, trembling, between harm and offering. For crows carry stories as much as they carry vengeance. And she, Veyra, would carry him-his face, his fire, his defiance-into the marrow of her memory. Not as enemy. Not as lover. But as both, as all, as the impossible thing that fate had carved for them in the meeting of sky and soil.
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Bellamy Blake, Female OC
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