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Hellfire Tales: Future Past Clash
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Ongoing, First published Mar 24, 2021
Mature
Once more peril threatens the land of Trusk and once more our young panther and her hot-headed mother have to battle for not only their lives, but for the lives of all those who call Trusk home, however this new evil is closer to them than they thought.

Now with Sian thrown far into the past and Tine bound deep under-ground with no chance of escape it is left once more to Sian, with the most unexpected of help can she find her way back home and stop the evil that spreads across Trusk, or will she once again lose the ones she loves for good...

Hellfire Tales: Future Past Clash is the second magical instalment in the Hellfire Tales series
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