Whatever the world throws at us, we can overcome it while we have eachother.
Book Excerpt
Mahrime
I cried into my palm once, all the tears I had left inside, they turned to salt and stars and when I puffed frost breath over them, in a cold room with bare boards and cracked glass panes, they froze in carbonado crystals and cut me. Then I threw them home, skyward at the sunset in a cadence of hot blood beads and chakra shards and they turned to flame. And as they fell to earth, this was their song... damáō , damáō ; Iovercome.
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