The Villainess They Made
"Eighth. The third pearl is the only piece of good news this prison has. It is hidden. The Silver does not know where. The Black does not know where. *I* do not know where. The Tide Mothers buried it so well that not even the prisoners can find it. As long as it stays hidden, the entity beneath us cannot wake. Find it. Hide it better. Do not let her near it. That is your work, eighth. Not vengeance. Not your purple boy. Not your rose cousin. The third pearl. Everything else is — "
She fades. Like my father, two days back, she has spent her allotted breath. She fades from the bottom up — tail first, then waist, then shoulders. Her stars burn last. Her last whispered words are quiet in the new
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