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Crumbling Visage

Reads 184
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Parts 15
Time 1h 12m

Reads 184
Votes 37
Parts 15
Time 1h 12m

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A short story and abstract pieces collection.
Visage is the barrier between self-expression and projecting behavior; a collection of intricate tales of love, loss and occasional thrillers that explore the different sides of humanity and what happens when the visage crumbles...All Rights Reserved

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