"Don't Be Scared."
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Ongoing5m
Last published Tue, Jul 30, 2019
A possibly short/long story about my character, who's name is Winter, and her life before things happen and she becomes known as Needles.
All of the characters in this story are owned by me.
I draw and create all my characters.
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