Teller of quiet prophecies and gods who forgot their names.
Currently unraveling Cauldron of the Cosmos: The First Unbinding-a mythic fantasy where spring wakes too late, death begins to dream, and prophecy wears a mortal face.
Welcome to the hush before the bloom.
"Spring was not softness. Spring endured. She mended. She refused to die."
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Story by sarah
Cauldron of the Cosmos
Some gods fall by war. Others fall by fate.
-When bloom and bone are cast alike,
When spring and shadow share...
