I never thought I'd become used to the feeling of dirt under my nails, mud caked to my clothes, or sweaty hair pressed against my forehead.
My name is Kivet Everheart, and this is the end of the world.
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I never thought I'd become used to the feeling of dirt under my nails, mud caked to my clothes, or sweaty hair pressed against my forehead.
My name is Kivet Everheart, and this is the end of the world.
In the realm of fire and blood, where dragons dance and ambition burns bright, two souls entwine in a fate forged by destiny's hand. Sitara Evangeline Potters-Black, mistress of death, lies on the pr...