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❝ 𝐃𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐊 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐆𝐎𝐃𝐒 𝐏𝐈𝐓𝐘 𝐔𝐒? ❞ ❝ WE CAN ONLY HOPE MY LOVE. ❞
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Halinor Silvertongue . . . A name that was whispered amongst God's like wildfire. She was brought into the world on the lower deck of a ship during one of the worst storms in history, causing the ship to crash itself upon a deserted island, leaving the small babe marooned and the remaining survivor. The blistering sun and the slow creeping of starvation would have surely killed her, but the God's had other plans for her.
