The Queen Must Remember
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Last published Thu, Apr 21, 2022
"Tend to the Garden. Do not release the darkness."
I live in the Garden, the Garden is all there is.
Filled with the most beautiful life and flourishing with magic, it's bliss.
This Garden is all I know, though Orpheus says otherwise.
The dark Fae imprisoned at the centre of the Garden, sly and cunning as he tries to trick me into releasing him- but is he the darkness I must suppress?
Whilst I discover more about the Garden, I realise I'm not who I'm supposed to be- and there's a throne I must take.
Break the dark Fae's curse, overcome the glamour over my memories, ascend the throne.
*Dark fantasy
*Fae
TW: swearing and potential gore.
All characters and plotlines are my own.
All Rights Reserved
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