Veronica Rossi

“Oh her deathbed, when her hands could no longer weave or paint or mold clay, she'd told stories and filled them with the colors she loved.”


Veronica Rossi, Under the Never Sky
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Under the Never Sky (Under the Never Sky, #1) Under the Never Sky by Veronica Rossi
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