List of Bookmarks
...I saw a brilliant light, heralded by seven birds, flying tirelessly from the storm.
But I saw an eighth, smaller, fallen from her nest, draped in a crimson legacy she was never meant to protect.
I saw eight birds.
The Lonely Journal Keeper
The Wordless One
and The Wanderer.
Something of an eighth bird au.
- Part 6 of Lilliana Bluejeans