Melissa | melisthereader

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Nightstrider was robed in gore. She tucked her wings with a wince, then used the back of her wrist to wipe the blood from her face. Her bottomless black eyes flashed to his. She smiled, lifting only one corner of her mouth. “Not bad for a baker.”
Nightstrider (Nightstrider, 1)
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