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Lilith's Story *remake*
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Ongoing, First published Aug 09, 2017
Mature
Lilith is an orphan. An orphan that eventually gets adopted of course. Her mother is a stay at home mom and her father is in the military. 

Lucinda is a family friend. Every once in a while she comes to watch Lilith and her sister. One day, Lucinda declares she's going to take Lilith on a trip. The only weird thing is that no on question Lucinda.

Now Lilith is somewhere unknown with things she thought only existed in the fairy tales, and she has no idea what to do about it.
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