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"We have news, my prince." "Yes?" "Her Majesty's ship... it has returned to our shores..." "Is she alright? What's wrong?" "No one survived." ... "Prince Aries?" ... "I... I have work to get done, excuse me." I have so much work to get done... TRIGGER WARNING; abuse, violence, sexual themes (possibly, still undecided), possible mild gore, psychological issues (depression, trauma, sociopathy, etc). Not rated mature yet because I'm still figuring out where this story will go exactly. A/N: Alright, so after YEARS of writing and rewriting this story (and losing my mind while I was at it), I have finally begun to write and publish what will be the final copy. I hope. Apologies for the wait. I am attempting to present all the signs equally, so Pisces has less time in the spotlight than in previous iterations. The main ship is Aries x Pisces x Scorpio, other ships are still being figured out and will remain a secret until they are presented in the story. ~ Winter C. Wilde
Goodbye at Sunrise
