Spilling Our Blood
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  • Reads 642
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  • Parts 12
  • Time 44m
Ongoing, First published Aug 07, 2014
Mature
A Half-blood story
 
..............................From the moment i was seven, i thought i would never survive the world, i was exposed to the harsh and cruel world of the 18th century. I was taken from my father, and sold as a slave to a sadistic and twisted woman who only cared for her apperance, her world was her own reflection. I was innocent, but when people saw i was different, i was mistreated and punished. People don't believe in unseen things, 
and probably never will.
 My name is Myralyn Valerious Terrin, and these are my life's memories...
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