dear amaris.

"Pray to the moon, it'll grant you your revenge on a golden platter."

Amaris, a young and skittish girl was forced to live her fears all because of her very mother.

Dried blood swished in the river. Was this revenge?

"It's justice, Amaris."

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Or, a child being forced to 'conquer' her fears, but the gods take matters into their own hands and grant her a gift.
Was this really a gift?