Gray's Web
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Ongoing9m
Last published Wed, Dec 1, 2021
So Gray, like his name, his life is dull and lifeless.
"He is the embodiment of bad luck, right dad?" Said his two-faced cousin
A lot of bad stuff happen to him and he is most probably the unluckiest guy the world could have. Or so he thought.
A girl came flying into him from above, literally. Like she fell from a two storey building into his arms, bringing with her a ray of light that was meant to clear the gray clouds in his life, and perhaps form a rainbow.
I've never been good at descriptions, so... Just read this piece😁
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