[poetry] You are my Queen, crowned by lies and sunlight.

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Sakura’s life is turned upside-down on her 16th birthday faster than she can say “mall.” Thrust into a world alone and lost, she must decide who are her allies and enemies. But in order to survive, she will unleash the primordial darkness in her soul.

She smelled of white plum blossoms. He was tainted in blood and sorrow. She was his serene angel, waiting to save him. But he couldn’t forget his duty, so he picked up his sword instead. “For honor, for glory,” he said. “For my father.”