Tsaritsa | A Lullaby Buried in Snow
"I was once the Goddess of Love, yet now I trade a nation's warmth for a single child's safety. Tell me, Traveler... are you here to melt my resolve, or are you just another storm at my gates?"
Where the agonizing pressure of a dying nation strips away her divine armor, leaving nothing but a desperate, touch-starved mother underneath.
Created Aug 13
Updated Aug 13
Published Aug 13
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