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Strength is Weakness
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En cours d'écriture, Publié initialement sept. 10, 2014
Jane Danielle Dawson was a girl afraid of her own shadow. Terrified of the darkness. Terrified of the light. Terrified of evil. She was terrified of good. Her strength was found in her younger sister, but your strength is your weakness. Marie Dawson died at the age of 7, leaving her older sister to fend for herself in a world of darkness and light. No way out, No way in.

Jane spiraled down into a deep depression. Her stength and weakness locked up with chains and a lock. She lost the key to fate and lived in a world that no one could reach. She lived in her saddness, where she was supposed to remain for all of eternity. But...

He brought lightness and she cowered in fear. He gave her a chance when no one else had. He pushed and pushed and pushed until fate gave him the key.

The broken bad boy with secrets up to his head and the broken good girl living a lie.

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