Steel of Ice

Steel of Ice

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WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication ven., sept. 27, 2013
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Fiction
Science-fiction
Sechal and Dieta met at school and are now trying to decipher what to do with their lives. Two lovers. Faeries. Witches. Demons. They knew from the start that they would be a special couple, tho they didn't exactly expect this special. Will their relationship withstand the tests of the new culture? Will they BE accepted into this culture? And will they fulfil their destiny the way it should be fulfilled? Can they outrun their pasts? Can they catch their futures? Can they hold on to the present? Will they survive the transition from human to faerie?
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