The first language I learned was flesh.

First at my mother's breast, then at the back of my father's hand. I was taught new dialects on the pleasure barges and rounded out my education on ship decks and in bar room brawls.

It is a language one never stops learning, but there are those who are more proficient than others. Those are the ones who find themselves one of two places. On gilded chairs with riches beneath their feet and power at their lips. Or at the bottom of the sea.

I still haven't figured out where my final destination will be. I'm not sure which I would prefer. 

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Happy 2021! I hope that this new year brings you joy in unexpected ways. I'm so very excited to kick off this new year with a brand new story. It's a story of magic and love and betrayal and secrets and I'm overjoyed to have you along for the ride! This prologue is just a taste of what's to come - let me know what you think!  And thank you for reading :)