The risk of betrayal made her feel unusually alive. When people turned against her, she wasn't surprised; it was like enveloping herself in an old, worn blanket-cold, and familiar in a terrible world. She knew all about this and accepted it like it was nothing, yet underneath this acceptance was a deeper truth. She had witnessed tragedies that questioned her sanity, experiences so many things that simply thinking about them threatened to consume her fully. She had witnessed tragedies that put her morals to the test, experiences so horrific that simply thinking about them threatened to overwhelm her. Shadows tormented her thoughts still to this day, speaking of unspeakable atrocities and anguish that she felt, both committed and received, until it was nearly unbearable. Until she's fully consumed. The voices called to her, offering a tempting escape, and she was on the verge of taking one more, irreversible step, away from a world that had shown her nothing but cruelty. She is, Kianna Vesperlynn. ⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪ Book Cover Artist: My best friend, Sen ^^ IG: @chisenniii
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