A Song Within The Shadows
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  • Reads 8,194
  • Votes 358
  • Parts 11
  • Time 2h 25m
Ongoing, First published Feb 22, 2021
Mature
This is the story of a girl who had lost all hope, but who had learned to grow.

A beautiful priestess who was known as Gwyneth, who had invisible scars and mental bonds choking her down-drowning her in the dark depths of her own mind.

This is the story of a High Fae nymph with honey-amber hair, freckled face, and large teal eyes. This is her untold story of loving herself again, trusting others, making unbreakable friendships, and accepting the beautifully scarred outstretched hand.

She was nothing, but now she is a warrior. She will be respected, she will be feared. 

All Rights to Sarah J. Maas.
This story does have quotes and storyline from A Court of Silver Flames alongside my own writing and ideas.
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"I thought we were friends, Azriel. I was caught off-guard but you have to know it was forgiven the day it happened." The priestess looked back up to him. His body vibrated from the determination that sparkled in her gaze like the moon reflected in the sea. "It was stupid, Azriel. And unfair to both Elain and myself. But everyone does stupid things." The Illyrian took a cautious step toward her, afraid she would bolt. "We are friends, Gwyn. I'm sorry. You're right, I was an idiot." "We both deserve better. But I know you'll be better." She shrugged. His breathing shallowed when she finally pushed away from the door frame and walked to him, stopping just out of his reach. "I miss you, Azriel." A story of Azriel and Gwyn as they begin to build their lives together, even as darkness - from around them and within - threatens to tear them down.Gwyneth