Seven Bridges Under Heaven

Seven Bridges Under Heaven

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Jul 14, 2018
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Fantasy
Xian is the only apprentice of the Immortal Empress, the first she has taken in centuries. And now the Empress is sending Xian away, into temporary exile far from the politics of the Sacred Mountain. Xian fears the next years will be nothing but boredom, sequestered in a forgotten library far from home. Unfortunately, boredom will be the least of Xian's worries on her journey to the town of Seven Bridges, where she will come face to face with a danger from a forgotten time.
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