21st Century Lady

21st Century Lady

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Diane, your average aspiring working lady was about to get hit by a speeding train but she got teleported to a different world instead. She's now being called "Lady Crescella" and apparently the daughter of a Duke but the downside is she can't recall anything about Crescella. 'Am I even dead or in between living but dying? Which is it?' Diane wondered as she sat up. She was in a white lacey nightgown with puffy sleeves, the ones you only see on very crazy rich ladies or those 18th century paintings. Join Diane in search for answers as to why has she teleported in this peculiar place where Griffins and other possible magical creatures she'll discover.
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