From Dust We Rise: Book One

From Dust We Rise: Book One

From Dust We Rise: Book One

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Last Update September 8, 2022

From Dust We Rise: Book One is The Yosoyacreation,The novel is mainly aboutMy father was dressed for a funeral. His royal robes were the color of storm clouds and a crimson sash was tied around his waist along with a little pink braided fabric. His grand, golden crown that imitates the feathers of an eagle was missing today. Instead, he chose a thinner crown that was no less grand than the other one because this one was made entirely out of rubies that appeared to be enchanted due to the red light being emitted from it. He was leaning against the opposite door that was a bright green color. He looks out of place in the small, rainbow garden room. The bright and happy yellow, pink, white, and purple flowers do not match the dangerous aura radiating from him.I bow only my head to him since the tight bodice keeps me from bending at the waist. I then clasp my hands and stare at the ground, waiting to be addressed."The wedding attire of a widower," he says to me in a low voice. "She would have liked to be here for you." I raise my head and look at him. His eyes ar Read Novel

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From Dust We Rise: Book One is The Yosoyacreation,The novel is mainly aboutMy father was dressed for a funeral. His royal robes were the color of storm clouds and a crimson sash was tied around his waist along with a little pink braided fabric. His grand, golden crown that imitates the feathers of an eagle was missing today. Instead, he chose a thinner crown that was no less grand than the other one because this one was made entirely out of rubies that appeared to be enchanted due to the red light being emitted from it. He was leaning against the opposite door that was a bright green color. He looks out of place in the small, rainbow garden room. The bright and happy yellow, pink, white, and purple flowers do not match the dangerous aura radiating from him.I bow only my head to him since the tight bodice keeps me from bending at the waist. I then clasp my hands and stare at the ground, waiting to be addressed."The wedding attire of a widower," he says to me in a low voice. "She would have liked to be here for you." I raise my head and look at him. His eyes ar Read Novel

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