The Poet
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Last published Fri, Jul 9, 2021
Once there was a poet who used their words as weapons. Their tales cut deep, and lingered long after they might've been believed to be forgotten. This was because they held elements of truth. Reflections of reality.
But what if they weren't mere reflections? What if they were spoken, heard, and made real?
Aisling, a girl of few talents, embarks on a journey to find a story, a tale, a poem...
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This story is ongoing, and is not meant to be completed! As Aisling will discover, stories are continuous, and may not always reach an expected end.
Yea I'm not touching this ever again.
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