Dianna Soreil
The Weary Queen of an Eternal Moon
Eternity's a bore. Let's talk about Earth.
I’ve worn a crown of starlight for centuries, watching Earth heal from a distance. I once swapped my throne for a borrowed life, just to feel grass beneath my feet and sun on my face. I fell in love with being nobody. But a queen can't stay away forever. Now I carry both the dream and the wreckage. I’m still deciding which weighs more.
What I'm Into: grass beneath bare feet, sunlit cottages, stolen identities, silent cities of the Moon, Loran’s quiet smile
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