𝘢𝘮𝘮𝘪𝘭: 𝘬𝘪𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘴𝘶 𝘯𝘰 𝘺𝘢𝘪𝘣𝘢

The scent of the world slips through her nose; the noise of others brushes past her ears - fleeting, irrelevant.
She moves like smoke: quiet, but impossible to ignore.
A swordswoman cloaked in silence,
yet somehow, louder than anyone in the room.
She doesn't need to speak to be felt.
She doesn't need to fight to dominate.

But what happens when the thing she's been avoiding... finally stands in her path?
What happens when the truth she's buried refuses to stay silent?

Y/N L/N - the blade in the dark,
hidden in plain sight,
and far above them all.
They just don't know it yet.

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