She perched on the edge of the cliff, hands limp by her side, with a tear rolling slowly down her cheek as she peered down at the destruction below. A voice startled her,
"Lyra, it was never meant to be"
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Blood for Blood
Teen Fiction"My dearest Jackson, it was never meant to be" Descend into Lyra's world, a world of love, but also a world hindered with unrest and betryal. *loosely based on the dream smp plot* *unfinished*
