Caged Body, Free Mind

Caged Body, Free Mind

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Ester has great wings and longs for freedom, but is confined within a cage that keeps her as an eternal prisoner for the crime of merely existing. She's lived in the cage hung on one of the branches of a big tree since she was 5. Can she overcome her demons and break free? Can she find love in a world of hate? Midnight is a strong, dark person whose eyes are filled with mystery. Having lived through unspeakable experiences himself, could he find a soft spot for Ester in his cold, wounded heart?
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