I am crafted from stone. My limbs are made of marble, my lungs of gold. My eyes drip in the colors of amethysts and my fingernails drip silver. I am a queen, made from the bones of my father to rule. I am brought to life by the breath of my mother, and the ashes of her ancestors. My magic comes from the rivers of ancient earth, and my blood from its berries. I am a new hope in a dying world, it is written in the prophecy's whispered into my mother's ear. I am the hope of my father that my people still may be saved.
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