Plantwell Mistake

Plantwell Mistake

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[Remastered version of "Taller isn't Always Better"] When Aurora makes the mistake of giving her twin brother an unstested potion, thing begin getting out of control quickly, spiralling into gigantic proportions. *This is written around the same plot as my previus book, but it'snow connected to my new world, Oswary. I hope to post other content in this world soon **Please note my previous book will be removed soon as I am no longer pleased with it and find it quite emberessing. Please respect my dessicion for this as I wish to move past that. These notes will be removed as soon as part 5-6 comes out
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