Deamons

Deamons

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Two Deamons stand at the abyss. Trapped in hell and they want out. The jump is scary but nothing ventured nothing gained, right? This is largely a story about child abuse and where that leads. About prevailing. Greek tragedy like but not really. More just tragic. What comes as we battle to not give in and what happens when we do........prevail. This story changes as the boy grows. So what you read at the beginning has a different flavor when you hit chapter five then changes again at chapter 10.
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