Sneak Peak

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"I speak of a girl
With bright red hair
Get her to like you
Pretend to care

For if not
You shall die
No, worse than death,
Is where your destiny lies"

I stared in horror at the small blue orb that told me what was to happen. "Guess we have a bit of work to do eh?" I said to no one in particular.

- I made the prophecy and this is Katherine's POV btw -

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