A Ringing Connection
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  • Reads 91
  • Votes 2
  • Parts 6
  • Time 17m
Ongoing, First published Jun 05, 2021
Bell, a elf, and Nex, the daemon, are two siblings from different federations that are wanted or banned on their continent. They're both now fugitives and must survive by hiding in the corners of the nations from the military camp officers preparing for the war coming between them.
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