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army of misery and the shield of the eternal
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Ongoing, First published Jun 25, 2017
Girl threatened by forces unseen and a father in league with them, how could she win? Her final thoughts were she couldn't. Not until a series of both fortunate and unfortunate events she never thought would happen. A girlfriend who breaks her heart, and a boyfriend to mend all her wounds. Will the three of them and a more companions defeat the evil that lies at the root of their misery? Or will the shields of these eternal beings be too strong to break? She intends to save the ones she loves but will they change course and go against her? Her worst fear will be realized and fought and only she can do it. Question is... does she know who to trust?
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