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“darling, don’t you know, women don’t speak in whispers, b a t t l e c r i e s have always been much more our speed.”
― Unknown
She goes by many names, and out of all, she is known by none. But kingdoms, cities-they tremble at her feet with redundant pleads. The good there once was in her is forever gone, and she knows, but of course she knows, that no one can bring it back. No human has the capacity to mend her broken soul. But... what of the righteous man?
A/N: if you couldn’t tell from the title, this is a Dean Winchester fanfiction!! I am beyond excited to write this and I have to thank lumoes for letting me use this plot and creating the amazing cover!! I have so much planned for this book! I think I will publish a new chapter every Saturday, so I have a bit to write the chapter! Anywho, enjoy!
