Dangerous Thinking (ON HOLD)
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Ongoing12m
Last published Sat, Apr 7, 2012
She was just their pawn, she knew that.
She was just someone they could easily strip of all the power they had given her, she knew that.
What she didn't know was what they knew to be the secret behind the eerie tattoo of a intricate M over a ghastly spiderweb of tangling twig-like stems.
What did it mean?
What didn't she know?
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