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Soldier
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Concluida, Has publicado jun 26, 2012
Alice is a talented champion of archery and has just won a place in the nationals. But once her curiosity takes over when she stumbles over a glowing hole she is faced with an adventure she could never imagine. Her destiny seems to reach out further than the nationals and no longer is it a gold medal at stake.
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