Eversbreath: The Dark Princess

Eversbreath: The Dark Princess

Cassiopeia_Aurora

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MatureOngoing2h 16m

Last published Mon, Apr 21, 2025

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She lives in silence, breathes in shadows, and dreams of stars she doesn't remember. In the cold edges of the city, her name lingers on the lips of strangers like a forgotten spell. Each breath she exhales tastes like something older than time-something waiting to wake. But what happens when the dream is not a dream, and the curse is not a curse? She was never meant to be ordinary. And the breath that was taken from her... is coming back. Copyright © (25100) 2025 Cassiopeia Aurora Eversbreath: The Dark Princess All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted in any form or by any means, including photocopying, recording, or other electronic or mechanical methods, without the prior written permission of the author, except in the case of brief quotations used in critical reviews or scholarly analysis. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are the product of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual events, locales, or persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental.

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