Eris Blackborn, Crown Mother of Nyx
“I wasn’t born to this throne, Fever,” Eris whispered. “I took it. Witches make their bids to get rid of me, by death or worse, but I am still here.” She stepped closer, the black pits of her eyes blazing, and when she spoke again, her voice promised death, slow and bloody to the end. “You think you can harm me? This is a throne of blood and bone, and I alone can lay claim to it.”
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My World Anvil!
While it is incomplete and has a lot I need to do, if you find anything I do interesting, I reccomend checking this out!
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My warriors hyperfix is going to greatly impact my writing.
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