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Magic Shadows
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Ongoing, Unang na-publish May 24, 2017
EXCERPT:

"But-but I don't understand," I say, confusion clear in my voice.

"Oh Kate Kate. Naive oblivious Kate." He chuckles darkly. "Don't you understand? The war has begun. I'd run if I were you. The shadows are coming."


Light. Dark. Good. Bad. Pure. Evil. What are these you may ask. They are opposing forces. They are always battling. Neither giving up. Each fighting for control. 

For eons good has prevailed. Every single time. Winning all the battles. But not defeating. No never that. Just keeping it at bay. 

But things are changing. Good is faltering, growing weaker. There is talk on the streets. Darkness is getting stronger. They have recruited a new ally. One that will defeat light once and for all.  Permanently. Leaving the world to the abyss of darkness. 

Stories always have the best endings. Happy endings. Love. Laughter. Life. Never pain. Never heartbreak. And never, NEVER betrayal. Tales are always about finding true happiness.

This one is about shadows.  


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