Green and Grey

Green and Grey

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The devil's mark, the bastard's eyes, the unholy sight, there are many titles given to those with different colored eyes, some are worse than others in combination, and non other is worse that green and grey. Anyone like that is considered damned and forsaken. Ami Valjana is one such girl, under her mistress' thumb and abandoned by people and the gods themselves, she is a broken girl. Though it's the broken are the ones with pointed edges to spear and slice. One day something inside her snaps, hemorrhaging rage and violence like no other. She is done with being a slave to her mistress. Done with being spat on by others. Done tolerating her abuse. With a thirst for revenge and blood, she will fight for her survival and hunt down the man responsible for her scars, along the way discovering new ones and following the twisted path down to the depths of her soul, and alongside it, the ravaged and painful truth.
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