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Pinnocchio
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Lopende, voor het eerst gepubliceerd dec. 28, 2017
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Vocês já ouviram falar da síndrome do Pinocchio? Se já, sabem o quão tortuoso pode ser, porém se você não souber, lhe contarei agora.
  
Sabe quando você é criança e sua mãe lhe diz para não mentir porque seu nariz vai crescer? É quase isso! Pelo menos nosso nariz não cresce, toda vez que uma mentira é contada nós simplesmente temos uma crise de soluços, até que digamos ao menos uma verdade, por conta disso aprendemos a mesclar nossas mentiras com as verdades. Essa síndrome já me pôs em muitos problemas, vocês nem fazem ideia.
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Many forget that the goddess of love was born from the raging sea, but she would do anything to protect her daughter. Adora was Aphrodite's last daughter. Her mother kept her hidden. But, her mother isn't the only one who can keep a secret, especially in a world where your role in society is everything. For there was a prophecy long before she was born: 'Aphrodite's last child would be the one to take the throne, Her paternity unknown. They would carve her face and never forget, for she would be the most beautiful that they had met Cursed for the same fate as her mother Forced to leave her love for another The only way she shall break this curse is if she defeats the first' "Looks like the princess doesn't need saving after all." He says, quietly enough that no one else would hear, as he draws his hand away from my arm. I glare back at him. "Maybe she never did," I walk away, not sparing a single glance back, no matter how much my body was begging me to. I fuss over my hair, pouting as I run my fingers through it to put it back into place. *A warning note* I am not an expert on Greek Mythology, but it interests me greatly. Please excuse any inaccuracies in the book, but if there are any please do message or comment it and I will see if I can change it without making such a huge difference to the plot. Also, my main character is autistic and the experience will be different for everyone. I have tried my hardest to put down on paper how I feel and how I believe others see me. So, please be respectful about the decisions my characters make as I have chosen to give them many different types of neurodivergent brains. I have tried my best to represent these in the most accurate light whilst not romanticising them.
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NEVER INTENDING ON FINISHING THIS! THIS IS JUST TO LOOK BACK ANG CRINGE SO GO AHEAD BUT BE NICE TO 13 YEAR OLD ME LOL revamping for funsies What happens when we die? Do we go to heaven or hell? Or do we just aimlessly wander the Earth, and watch it die ever so slowly? Or do we go to the world of our desires? The very world we wished to be when we felt like we didn't belong here on Earth. The very world that we read, or fantasized about for hours on end. The world that we wish were real. Well, what if that world were real, and we do go to that world when we die. What world would you go to? Would it be a land filled with magic and magical beast in it or a would it be filled with Greek gods and their offspring or a world where only 37 kids were born with powers and you were unfortunate enough to be one, or a world filled with ninjas. My world is a world where 80% of the population has powers, weather they are used for good or bad, weather they are usefull or useless. In this world, I am the adopted daughter of the strongest person, the symbol of peace. This world has became my home when I lost my first. Come along with me as I run into a few old friends and make some new ones along the way. My name is Athena, Angel hero Nénuphars, come with on my journey to becoming the very best hero I could be. Book cover is made by me