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Within the Rushing River || [Completed]
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Don't go to Calgary.
That's the message Marian received before continuing her journey on her self-imposed 'rite of passage'. Unheeded and disregarded, Marian continues on her journey, though her plans fall to pieces when she is thrown into a car crash and abducted by an extremist cult seeking to overthrow the world.
Faced with a forced marriage and the overbearing nature of the security placed around her, Marian must compromise on everything she's known to sacrifice and survive to escape with her life.
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