Forgotten and Lost (on hold)
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  • Parts 7
  • Time 47m
Ongoing, First published Jun 07, 2012
So this starteLife seemed perfect for Arya at the academy. She had great friends, good teachers, people who accepted her for who she was, then all chaos broke lose. Now friends are enemys, trying to kill her. Nowhere is safe and she has to constantly look behind her back. To make matters worse, the Elven Imperial Guard is after her. Now she and her only remaining friend, a shapeshifting dragon named Raven, must try and set things right, while keeping themselves safe at the same time. And to think that this all started over one powerful, little ring.
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