They Stole My Power. I Took Their Heads.
At eight years old, they took everything from her. Her name. Her home. Her future. She disappeared into the wild, no one saw her again. Years later, a warrior rose in the east. No one knew she was a woman. No one knew she was the one they betrayed. When the final battle came, she didn’t speak. She ended it...
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