"Boy." The word stopped him in his tracks as he stepped into the passageway. No one had called him that since he was twelve. "I need your name, to send word." Nesre's eyes held flat disinterest, dismissing any evidence of Ume Sky’s existence."It’s Cillian. Cillian Rede."Every good thing that everyon...
"Boy." The word stopped him in his tracks as he stepped into the passageway. No one had called him that since he was twelve. "I need your name, to send word." Nesre's eyes held flat disinterest, dismissing any evidence of Ume Sky’s existence."It’s Cillian. Cillian Rede."Every good thing that everyon...
A haunting, complex story of identity and love.
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