Letters To Nobody
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Ongoing<5 mins
Last published Tue, Sep 19, 2017
Before the world went dark from the pain in her body, she whispered into the ruined castle around her.
"Just let it be over, please."
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abandoned and broken down Clare was in the woods exploring when she found a building it was so tall she thought it was a castle. "huh why me why won't it open? what's happening?" Clare thoguht
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