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"I am the figure
painted when sacrifice
is spoken, my body
stripped bare, chained
to a rock in the seas
where waves break –
I forget my own name
–not one painting
has my bleeding wrists,
my chin ugly with spit
from spitting the salt
back at the gods,
back at the sea."
Andromeda, Sarah Blake
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The Fall of Eda *NANO*
FantasyEda has never seen life outside of Asterism, a haven to most but a prison to her. Closely watched by her mother and her assigned Guardian, Alstroe, she lives a perfect, protected life, until all she knows is destroyed by Aries, a man who will stop a...
