Raven
Not much later, she was brought to the board, a room she’d stood in several times before for sentencing throughout her indentured years. She stood in the middle of a nearly empty room, lights lining the joint between the ceiling and the circular wall. A tall bench towered over her, forcing her to look up at the three people sitting above.
“Raven Fen…
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