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was no more than a few days old when I’d been found abandoned before that cursed arch in a wicker basket, a single black rose upon my chest. No one knew who’d left me there, but every villager speculated that, whoever they were, they must have hoped the woods would eat me, as well.
swept my gaze over the shadowy tree trunks, recalling a cardinal rule of the forest: never answer to your own name.
The harsh tone I cut loose revealed only a fraction of the chaos inside of me, but I instantly regretted raising my voice to her.
Hmmm chaos eh?
