The Reaver Chronicles: Raziel (Book 1)
Delicate, beaded evening gowns sparkled like the night sky, while sleek, high-collared coats, much too expensive for my taste, shimmered in the low lighting.
Shelves and drawers were filled with an assortment of accessories. Silver-buckled belts, black feathers, and gemstone-encrusted brooches that seemed to be from all different eras. A selection of black and silver hats adorned the shelves, from fedoras to top hats. It looked as if he had a hat from every age, maybe even from every year. It seemed he liked to collect old relics like these.
Nestled between two bookcases, sat a snug reading nook, surrounded by black and silver books that shone with an ethereal glow. The symbols on their spin
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