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“I am afraid of waking up to emptiness, to a place where my friends and family are gone and I am nothing but a single bolt of lightning in the blackness of a lonely storm. If I am a sword, I am a sword made of glass, and I feel myself beginning to shatter.”

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Glass Sword

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Victoria Aveyard

Victoria Aveyard is an American author known for her fantasy novel series 'The Red Queen'. Her works blend political intrigue, class conflict, and magical elements, gaining popularity among readers. more

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