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Elara loved the smell of steel and dry leaves. For many years, her world was the quiet practice field of Oakhaven. It was a world made up of the happy, sharp sound of her sword.Today, her sword sang a...
Genre : My Story, My Ideas
Category : Write on both sides
Total Pages : 45
InabatA weaver of whispers and a cartographer of the human heart. My maps are written in ink and shadow, leading readers through forests of feeling and across landscapes of thought. I live where the real meets the imagined, hoping to leave a lasting echo.
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