Overthrow- | The Demon Queen 1

Marble colonnades, soaring stained-glass windows depicting the old gods, fountains that sang with enchanted water. Now the marble was cracked and weeping a black residue. The windows had been shattered and replaced with iron grates. The fountains were dry, their basins filled with ash.

Sera looked between them, her fire dimming for just a moment into something more fragile. “What happens after? If we win? What’s left?” Overthrow- The Demon Queen 1

She smiled, and her teeth were needles.