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the Boy in the Book
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Ongoing, First published Nov 30, 2013
WARNING: I edit as I go. Read it once and it will likely be totally different the next time.

This is the kind of story that is best not to know much about before you read. There is only so much I can tell you about it without ruining it. I can tell you that it takes place in another world. A world that is not our own and yet is. The story follows a young girl living in a village, but the village is attacked by monsters. She and a boy named Yakov are the only survivors. With no where else to go, they embark on a journey to find Yakov's missing father. But it becomes so much more than that. It becomes so much greater and so much more complicated. I will tell you now that this story is not for the faint of heart. It is not for your average book browser or romance seeker. This book... Is for the dreamers.
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