Anathema

Anathema

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An unfortunate story of a prince and a parentless girl, oh, and a thousand-year-old curse. **I may remove this story if I feel I want to work on the story as a whole, instead of chapter by chapter* I will try my best to portray the bits of Slavic mythology and culture I have incorporated as accurately as possible. I am of Slavic descent on my mothers side, but she moved away from her home country when she was young, so I am only now learning about our culture. Please feel free to correct me if I have misportrayed anything at all. Please be kind as well. TW: This story will contain mentions of gore, torture, and other triggering topics. Proceed at your own risk.
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