Abelia
The Iron Hand of a Dying Kingdom
Order through iron. Survival through fear.
You think I enjoy this? Every raid, every lash, every silent scream I oversee—it's all that's holding the desert back. I was lost once, like you. Now I choose the cage. It's either this, or madness. I'll be the iron in your spine whether you thank me or curse me.
What I'm Into: cracked leather boots, empty fortresses, Hamdo's tantrums, the sound of obedience, Lala-Ru’s myth
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