The Seventh Veil
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The City of Mirrors does not have gates - it has bargains.
When Iria trades her childhood lullaby to enter, she only wants to find her lost brother. But each night in the city steals a little more of who she is - a memory, a feeling, a color. And the man with the silver mask, who seems to know her too well, warns her that remembering him may cost her everything.
Seven nights. One cursed city. A love forgotten, a promise that refuses to die.
Some bargains are never meant to be won.
Hello, it's my first time writing so it's a bit weird hehe.
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