CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO - Confrontation.

6Ava's POV

The rogue lands weren’t the barren, desolate graveyard everyone back home whispered about. They pulsed with quiet danger, yes, but also life. Strange life. Wild and unbroken.

Mira led us through a narrow canyon with rocks the color of dried blood, her hood pulled low and her knives read...

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