The Lost Princess of War
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I never thought I'd be at this point in life, running through hallways with no escape, your only way to get out is through a window. Once you connect with it and that glass shatters for only a moment you feel weightless,
your breath seems to hitch in your throat and the world slows down for just a moment. You feel suspended in gravity defying all logic in place, but when that moment passes, everything comes rushing back no matter what it is.
Losing your memories tends to feel like that. It's a weightlessness. I never wanted that feeling but I wasn't given a choice on what they took from me.
The world is at its breaking point, society is crashing and there are only a few of us who can stop it. The tyrant known as Crimson and his minions run everything from our most southern borders to the waters in the north. Nobody has tried to stop them for over 3 decades now. But that will change. A new dawn is on the horizon brought with a new hope from one who many thought was lost years ago.
My name is Cyra and I am the lost princess of this war.
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