Yasmin Rowshangohar

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The darkness had no end and no beginning. It was the abyss that had haunted her steps for ten years, and she free-fell into it, welcomed it. There was no sound, only the vague sense of going toward a bottom that might not exist, or that might mean her true end.
Heir of Fire (Throne of Glass, #3)
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