Cursed Islands
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Última publicación lun, may 21, 2018
*A/N this work is not my own i am just posting it on my account as a favor for them*
What if you woke up on an island with nothing but a spear? What if more than just your life was at risk? What if your only option was to survive? Could you make it? Could you make it knowing death isn't an escape? There's no way out, there is only one option. Could you make it. Ora doesn't think she can, but she knows what's at stake. She has no choice, she has to survive.
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