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Absolution and Fragility

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Parts 25
Time 4h 27m

Reads 349
Votes 53
Parts 25
Time 4h 27m

(Formerly titled Drakos)
You were not born to be theirs. You were born of a different mind-set. You were born from a different war. Your soul is not theirs. Your mind is not theirs. Your heart has no place until you have found peace. 

You were not born to be theirs. You were not born to be anyone's at all.All Rights Reserved

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Brutal Vows

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