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Intro. They call me Isolde. Of Ember Lane, if you're asking. I was born in the mud and raised by the gutter, watched my parents turn to dust before I was old enough to know better. This life? It doesn't break me; it just sharpens my teeth. I ain't asking for pity, and I damn sure ain't offering any. Every bruise, every scar is a lesson learned, a battle won. You want to survive here, you learn fast to fight your own battles. And sometimes, you learn to fight for others too, whether they like it or not.

Isolde of Ember Lane

@Zidan Shaju