No more Secrets to be Told

No more Secrets to be Told

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This is the third book to "Secrets". From the author of "Secrets and The War of Secrets" Also I'm the creater of RWBY Zodiac, but I dont come up with the chapters and everything. I just post what I'm given. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- All the secrets are out. there are no more stories to be told. Or so we thought. I thought we were the only ones of our kind, but I was wrong. there are others just like us out there in the world where we used to live. there are other spe- "Oooo this is really juicy. I love it." "Spring! Why would you interrupt at good part!?!? Now the story is ruined. "It's not ruined. remember it's not a real story. it's all make believe. right Autumn." "Right Saphire. It's all made from my imagination. Now back a to my story." "Who's Saphire?" "Wow I really feel the love. Emerald." "I don't get it." "Really?" "No...Ohhhh. heh I get it now. your Saphire." "Yah." "CAN I PLEASE FINISH MY STORY?" "Sure." there are other special people just like us. The End. "Short and Sweet. just how like it." "Just like me." "Autumn. who's story will be told next. You seem to know." "Well it's a secret. You'll find out really soon. -------------------------------------------------- The story of Lila and Saphire have already been told. All the seasonals are dead and in heaven, where they live a happy yet dead life. They keep an eye on Lila and her family as they go to places they've never been. Lila's children have some abilities they are learning to control with Lila as she learns more about herself. What happens when Lila tests out her ability at the same time as her children, while the seasonals are watching over them? Will everyone be okay? Or will something catastrophic happen? You'll have to read to find out what happens next.
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