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The voice is shapeless, seeming to come from all sides -- at once both distant and close enough for the source to tap you on the shoulder. It echos with sweet malevolence, modulated and alien sounding, but somehow still disturbingly human at its base. "You seek her, yes? The autumn-child -- the bride of fallen days long past. Of the Destined powers, she was one of the strongest, but also the most fickle and dangerous." It pauses almost thoughtfully for a bit, and some of the void's chill seems to lessen. "Look upon her story, then." Prologue: Beautiful Death Chapter One: Inverse Light Chapter Two: Silver Bird Back to Fanfiction |