A woman sitting, facing way. She has tan skin covered in extensive burns and scarring. Two pale horns stick up from her hed, and her silver hair is pulled into a single, long braid. A blue butterfly sits on her shoulder, and pink diamonds sparkle around her. The banner reads: Starless.
a Song of the Fallen story by co-authors Kristen Fae and Suii

DARKNESS FALLS.

Starless

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If the one she’d fought for, the one she’d taken in breath for every moment of every day since well before her memories reached, no longer needed — no, no longer wanted — her, then what was there left?

Johain might have held the answer in his kind eyes and excited babble. He might have called Capric’a close and shown Isaren a Noor remedy for breathing in a vacuum.

But when she’d reached for him, she’d found a cerulean scale in his stead.

When the angels were abandoned by their Stars, they only dedicated themselves ever more faithfully to service. When the faeries were abandoned by their Stars, they turned on each other.

But when Isaren’s father abandoned her, he did not merely take her guidance or her faith. He took her light, her oxygen — everything.

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Kristen Fae

Part-time author. Full-time faerie wrapped in a mortal coil but not faking the whole "human" thing very well.