Buried once. Burned twice. But never broken.
I write from the ruins they left me in.
Each word-a scream they never heard.
Each story-a shadow they couldn't erase.
I don't write to be seen.
I write so the silence can finally bleed.
Welcome to my world.
You won't leave the same."
- Sivara Nyx: Her ink is vengeance wrapped in velvet."
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