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The Sunbreached
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Ongoing, First published Mar 03, 2024
A book I'm writing, or trying to! No current cover and no current much. Lots of lore and worldbuilding!

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Atlas didn't understand. Why did their best, most close friend, send a bomb to their planet? Aesir damned, why did she? Why was their runes crawling on their skin, what god possessed them to do this? Atlas didn't understand. Maybe they never will, the only thing ringing in their ears was 'fight.'
Evelyn was scared and scarred. An explosion ripped her from her normal, her sickly sweet normal. She watched the library explode in front of her, did they do this? The rebels? The cruel unthinking cretins that stole her friend and made them cursed? She assumed yes, and begam her journey to stop this madness. On the right side of this war.
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