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The Pines [Watty 2019]
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A deep pine smell filled her nose as she exited the car. She knew she was only staying for a couple of months but she had no reason to believe the pine trees were going to be the place she found herself, and learned more about herself than she had ever bargained for. Many secrets kept her from ever entering the woods, stories her mother told her kept her from wanting to enter them. Though getting asked by a couple of her best friends to join them for summer vacation, may change her mind about the pines.
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Maria can't explain what she is or what she's done. After all, it shouldn't be possible for a human to conjur fire from nothing but pure will, but that hasn't stopped her before. She can't remember how she ends up bloodied, beaten half to death on a deserted doorstep in the middle of the night, but she can remember him, bringing her in. He's a little reserved but she doesn't mind, especially as they have something in common: neither one is supposed to exist outside of nightmares and folklore. Few people know Maria exists. All of them want her dead. None have felt the wrath of her new friend yet. This is an impossible story and you'd do best pretending you've never heard it.
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