"Sometimes words could be sharper than sword and deeper than wounds" whitesword
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OK, friends could you believe I had already finished typing this chapter and ready to post? but before I could, everything I had written wiped off , am so damn fuming with anger now
........but I'll cheer up and try again...
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They both walked into his little crib it wasn't that dark cause the moon light shone through his window into his room making it little bit Clear for them.
"Who is she?" Erica was holding a picture of a woman who had same hair as that of hers with a stunning blue eyes she wore a beautiful gown which has blue gems on it matching with her eyes, deep inside of her she felt a bit of closeness with the picture like she was connected to her,
She had a medallion around her neck which looked unusual. "That's your mother" Mr Everett spoke making her drop the picture,
"How can that be I taught I had no parents" "no my child you do, I know who your real parents are but first this where her favorite words the sun doesn't go out until the moon is out.
Long ago I worked for a sorceress which was the mother of your father, your grand ma you may call, in the ancient time their was a mystical stone called the black stone"
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