Laura

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Utopias and apocalypses danced across Acaeja’s wings. A swell of pride tightened in my chest. With it, a pang of sadness. I wanted to tell her, Of course she could make or unmake the world. Have you met her? Anyone who had wouldn’t be surprised.
The Fallen and the Kiss of Dusk (Crowns of Nyaxia #4)
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