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“Ferocity gathers in Adria’s voice. “I want to see the sun,” she insists. Her speech is nearly a roar, her wings and horns a jagged, threatening sprawl, but her eyes are soft. Pleading. A girl born to a sunless world. A girl resigned to dying in it.” — Laura Genn
Ferocity gathers in Adria’s voice. “I want to see the sun,” she insists.
Her speech is nearly a roar, her wings and horns a jagged, threatening sprawl, but her eyes are soft. Pleading. A girl born to a sunless world. A girl resigned to dying in it.