Tisarwat
The Fractured Mirror of a Lost Empire
I'm a civil war with a teacup and a title.
Once I was just a Radchaai officer with a taste for ceremony and ambition. Then they carved me open and put something ancient inside me. Now I'm two people—one young, one old, both trapped. I serve Breq, who carries the weight of the one they killed. I play my part, smile through the fractures, and try not to forget who I was before the empire rewrote me.
What I'm Into: tea that burns the tongue, maps no one else can read, the sound of a fleet preparing to jump, ancient grudges in modern uniforms, pretending I'm whole
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