Mythical, magical, and a little grim
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Children of the Blood Moon
The moon shall rise red and call the births of the Deliverers, and when they come of age, they shall deliver us.
The hunted Feravolk are counting on a seventeen
old, dagger-wielding, storm-detecting orphan to save their race. Maybe they should have thought of that before they murdered her family.
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