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Nereth

Author: Riel
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-08-03 02:30:53
AVELINE'S POV

(Twenty years ago)

If someone had told me the greatest mistake of my life would begin with my curiosity, I would have laughed.

Now, whenever I look back on those days, I sometimes wonder how different everything might have been if I'd ignored the stories surrounding the Northern Wilds and stayed safely inside the packhouse that morning.

If I'd never gone looking for monsters.

But I did.

And that single decision changed far more than my own life.

It put my sister, and eventua
Riel

Happy new month everyone 🥰 🥳🎉 May this month start and end with many good things for each and everyone of you ❤️ *** I'm going to try my best to make this flashback scenes as short as possible even though it is necessary to accomplish and reveal many things in this story. And in case anyone is wondering... why twenty years? You'll see.

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