Gabriel's Child
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  • Reads 11,485
  • Votes 394
  • Parts 15
  • Time 1h 28m
Ongoing, First published Jul 05, 2012
Phoebe Lyte, a strange child from birth. Born with wing shaped birthmarks on her back, the ability to see the dead, speak to the wind and more she is not yet aware of. Her mother would always say she was a special child but never said why. The wind would whisper the same things.  In the process of discovering what she is an unexpected thing gets in the way of her destiny and disrupts her very identity. What makes her so special? How will she change the world?
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