Daughters of Ruin

The bridge still stood.

Cracked.

Fractured.

But standing.

Its spine arched between the twin cliffs of Elthelion’s Reach, suspended above a chasm too deep for maps, too cursed for names. Once, it had been the Bridge of Accord, sacred, trembling with hope, where Elara of Flame and Theron of Bone m...

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