Falling for a Succubus
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Ongoing, First published Mar 16, 2018
Mature
Living a lonely life in fear and poverty is sooo not fun.Irish has always lived in fear after been cast out by her family...not that type of cast out but she was sent out of her house by hunters. At the age of 9 she witnesssed her parents death ,she didn't know who they were but they knew who she was .All she knows is that she can't go outside,Irish found an empty building when she ran out of her parents and that is where she has been until she looked in the mirror .
"Who are you?" ...I ask the eyes staring back at me from the mirror.The eyes never leaving mine nor blinking replied  "I am you,you are me .We are the last of our kind and we are  needed to end the  upcoming war."
    Who was the eye staring back at her and what did it want?
What upcoming war?
All this thoughts twirled round her mind and she felt her self embrace  the darkness behind ner eyelids.
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