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ALT "life, death, and the void" adult, gothic, fantasy
ALT Jin Hanxi is a Child of Death, dragged back from the grave by a human woman and stripped of all memory. All that remains to her is faith. Though the thought fills her with dread, she knows she must die again and return to the waiting arms of her goddess, Mother Death.
ALT The Silence is the human woman who revived Hanxi, saying only that she must uncover the source of the Children of Life and Death’s magic. She seeks to understand what golden blood is made of. Although she is careless and haughty, almost lifeless, Hanxi is drawn to her.
ALT The playlist Which witch, Let down, Devil's backbone For fans of Gideon the ninth, clear muddy loss of love, bitterthorn, fgep The first line “Blood gushed between Jin Hanxi’s fingers, warm, sticky, merciless, and she wrenched the energy from her surroundings into her palms, clawing at its unseen current as though it were rightfully hers.”
ALT "life, death, and the void" adult, gothic, fantasy
ALT Jin Hanxi is a Child of Death, dragged back from the grave by a human woman and stripped of all memory. All that remains to her is faith. Though the thought fills her with dread, she knows she must die again and return to the waiting arms of her goddess, Mother Death.
ALT The Silence is the human woman who revived Hanxi, saying only that she must uncover the source of the Children of Life and Death’s magic. She seeks to understand what golden blood is made of. Although she is careless and haughty, almost lifeless, Hanxi is drawn to her.
ALT The playlist Which witch, Let down, Devil's backbone For fans of Gideon the ninth, clear muddy loss of love, bitterthorn, fgep The first line “Blood gushed between Jin Hanxi’s fingers, warm, sticky, merciless, and she wrenched the energy from her surroundings into her palms, clawing at its unseen current as though it were rightfully hers.”
