The Grasshopper only Sings At Night
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In a world where your birth is your currency, and the blood you bleed and the family name you carry is proof of the love the Gods hold for you - a youngling known as Myria by night and Myrian at day is the poorest of them all. Orphaned and a bastard, she has lived a life bowing her head and biting her tongue as a runner at the local Guild House in the merchant ridden port city Ripan. At the ripe age of fourteen she is thwarted into the obscene and deadly noble lives that she has only observed from afar, forced to face faces, experiences, fears she never envisioned herself facing.
Will the Gods' blessings and curses, sewn into her at birth, be enough to shield her from a shadowed path that will demand a price higher than she can bear-perhaps even her very head?
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