White Sea| K.Th

"Incinerate my shackles."

A woman, a wraith, a storyteller, lives off her forbidden dreams. Scarce of people to tell to and cast away from the village, she lives in a shadow, an illusion of a specter, and she chooses to oblige to the rules - not that there was any choice left.

She was locked in, but a chance of hope came with the form of her aunt, a boat, a few men, the murk, and the white of the sea. She unravels a world far, far away from her dungeon. A kingdom with a prince harnessing deceit and betrayal, one that could possibly be an ally or an enemy.

Above all, she was wrought to protest, to wage war against her periphery and step out into a world of maddening complexity - complexity that held the deepest and darkest power that could tear the fabric of Earth; all in the stories inside her head. And with that, she needed to tell them.

This is a story of saltwater, breeze, rebellion, and ravaging hunger for freedom. Of course, the 𝖂𝖍𝖎𝖙𝖊 𝕾𝖊𝖆.

[A/N]
If y'all like badass females then this story may be your cup of tea.