Scales become dust and bones turn to ashes as our curse tears the world apart.
All I want is freedom, to be free of the restraints that keep me a Netherling, a slave to please others.
Until them and their claim.
Im torn between dragons as old lives come back to haunt and torment us, trying to break us apart as this curse claims our souls.
Can we destroy the shackles of our curse? Can we repent for the sins of our past lives and create a new fate? Or are we doomed to repeat our past again?
