past lives.
"yet, no matter the luxuries, no matter how great the gold and fame – within her was only a profound emptiness, a rapid thirst eager to be quenched.
it almost seemed like somehow, her life was intertwined with many others in a byzantine masterplan waiting to unfold.
alectrona.
something about the name felt as though it belonged to her once. that somehow, somewhere, in a life different from this one, the name was her own. she was alectrona, and the sun knew her name."
it almost seemed like somehow, her life was intertwined with many others in a byzantine masterplan waiting to unfold.
alectrona.
something about the name felt as though it belonged to her once. that somehow, somewhere, in a life different from this one, the name was her own. she was alectrona, and the sun knew her name."
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