To those drowning in Gilded Silk

"To those drowning in gilded silk."

TW: Mentions of Alcohol and Drug abuse, slight references to abuse/neglect.

-»° • ⟪ Novella, 16, is a witch. And even at first glance, there are many meanings and opinions associated with that term. Child of the Nymphs, wicked spirits, speakers of the ancient language, most heavily opinionated. Besides this, she dwells in the malevolent Empire of Durok, known for their cruel punishments towards and strict regulations to keep the citizens in line, which leaves the forlorn hearts of the citizens divided. Escaping is not an option, until it is.
How I like to put it, however, is that she is grasping for her fragile life. Everyone one she knows and adores is in the jaw of the beast, admiring the sun setting into the horizon.
And a golden moon rising from the beyond. Love is something to regret, and the first thing you learn is that no one is safe. Maybe, when all hell breaks loose. .
She should be more worried about the people she cares about the most. ⟫

And what would happen if she had found love in the deepest of situations?
It is a golden moon, and the stakes are at an all-time high.

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