The final trial stood before me: a mirror showing every failure, every fear, every moment I nearly broke.
I remember the others who tried. Their names are now only echoes in empty halls. i won't lose! ~30 days a priestess
“What is your name, True Priestess?” The final trial stood before me: a mirror
And I smiled.
“You think I came here perfect?” I asked my reflection. “I came here hungry. I came here bleeding. I came here with nothing but thirty dawns of refusing to stay down.” i won't lose! ~30 days a priestess
