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The Bone singer

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In a kingdom where music is both sacrament and weapon, Lyra, last survivor of the nomadic String Clan, carves a flute from her sister’s ribs and vows to destroy the immortal tyrant who massacred her people. But King Veyl is no ordinary monster, he’s a cursed soul who hungers for the very songs that Lyra’s bone flute can wield, and his obsession with her “broken” melodies blurs the line between predator and patron. Haunted by her sister Aria’s ghost and guided by the sentient flute’s bloodlust, Lyra infiltrates Veyl’s court as a musician, only to discover her sister once loved, and cursed, the king. As their toxic dance intensifies, Lyra’s revenge falters: Veyl’s touch silences the flute’s rage, his midnight confessions mirror her own grief, and their entwined magic threatens to raze the kingdom both crave to rule. But rebellion brews in the shadows. Kael, a brooding medic with secrets of his own, offers Lyra an alliance, and a chance at redemption. Yet every step toward justice deepens her bond with Veyl, whose curse is tied to her sister’s bones, and soon Lyra must choose: sever the soul-bond and kill the man she’s learned to crave, or embrace her descent into madness and let the flute’s symphony drown the world in blood. BONE SINGER is a dark fantasy epic of twisted love, necromantic music, and the price of obsession. This tale crescendos with gasp-worthy twists,a ghostly sister pulling the strings, a rebel hiding royal blood, and a king who would burn eternity to hear his murderer sing. Will Lyra be the realm’s salvation, or the final note in its requiem?
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