His Princess
It wasn't suppose to happen, yet it gave me the best thing of all, My Princess.
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The 17th Letter
They always started and ended the same way, these letters I keep receiving: "Dear reader," to "From, writer." They also came in the same unknown way every Wednesday, and though I knew not who sent them, it never really bothered me. But all that changed on the day I received the seventeenth letter.
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