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Hua
Luck. Power. Truth.
The lore of dragons in Piao held many contradictions. Contradictions Hua had plenty of time to consider as she lived in the darkness of her own mind.
Little by little, she clawed herself back to the surface, enough to know her feet now stood in Dasha Square. No, she couldn’t see her surroundings, but she’d never forget the sounds of the place that took her sister’s life, the shouts of shopkeepers crowded together, the way carts sounded as they rumbled from stone to marble.
Maybe it was fitting this was where she too would meet her end and join Luna in the next life—maybe. Then the fear came again. Not of death, but of her mind dying while her body remained whole. What would that mean for her spirit’s journey?
Footsteps echoed off the cobblestone square. She
