Beneath the Olive Moon
The night Alethea dared the sacred grove of Artemis, the olive trees whispered warnings. No mortal woman was meant to walk there after sunset, especially not alone, especially not bare-footed and bare...
The night Alethea dared the sacred grove of Artemis, the olive trees whispered warnings. No mortal woman was meant to walk there after sunset, especially not alone, especially not bare-footed and bare...
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