Corvid Wings (The Amethyst Wrath #2)
© lokepub
Prologue
The amethyst wrath is growing,
beneath the azure sky.
A monster lies with a crystal,
That it hoards under its watchful eye.
Birds caw loudly in the misty air,
Foreboding the destruction of the dome.
The key must find all four,
But death has been lurking… for one to return home.
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