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tides part 2
The High Queen nods approvingly when I enter the throne room, the two children under my arms and Anders over my shoulder.
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overthinking part 2
chapter two
after
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overthinking part 1
prologue
“Do you think I’d drop my walls like this for–for just anyone?!” I say, voice taut. I’m almost shouting now.
Axel throws up his hands in surrender.
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tides part 1
The salty breeze whisks my hair into my face and I dive beneath the surface to escape. I cannot risk being seen by any of the sailors above. It’s a looming ship, one that could kill me if I was in the wrong place at the wrong time.
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paper
my life is like paper,
ripped, stained, discolored
i tried to tell her, but
she didn't listen.
i dream about stolen
kisses, on the wind
with her.
but what if
what if she doesn't like me
