Short, silver hair tight in a bun reveals a thin, worried face. Squinting brown eyes, set delicately within their sockets, watch thoughtfully over the deserts they've protected for so long. Scars reaching from the bottom of the left cheekbone , running towards her upper lip and ending under her right eye leaves a satisfying memory of restored honor. Cassandra Wisniewski is the Desert Storm. They've taken everything she loves. They've taken everyone she loves. And now she's going to take it back. By any means necessary. And no one is going to stand in the way of her path to vengeance.Tüm hakları saklıdır
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