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328 pages, Kindle Edition
Published April 20, 2023
I am insatiable. I am unleashed. And I likely am exactly what the dark king of night accused me of being, because he's right. My body, my soul, thrives when it's being used. It likes it. I like it.
I wonder if my liking his abuse excuses him. I wonder if my not controlling my fate excuses my enjoyment of it. I wonder why either of us need excuses at all.
Have you ever questioned anything you've been told, girl?
I hadn't, but I'm starting to, and it feels like a dangerous slope. I'll either emerge wiser, or entirely corrupted. Evil.
Life isn't black-and-white. People aren't suddenly perfect because they're called kind, or virtuous because they wear skirts long enough to cover their ankles, and the king of night isn't a monster simply because his magic comes from the shadow rather than the light. There's nothing ultimately wrong with winter or summer, though drought can scorch the land and the icy cold can freeze a heart. We're all the same, and the only monsters are those who refuse to accept other people's way.