THROUGH MIST
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مستمرّة7m
آخر تحديث: جمعة, سبتـ ٢٤, ٢٠٢١
"pinky promise?we will meet again right?" ,asked Amelia gasping for breath extending her hand Towards The Figure vanishing in mist -
"yes, pinky promise " -echoed the voice before vanishing completely
All of a sudden Amelia finds herself On her bed crying badly -with pounding heart ...And Her father Came running towards her Listening her weeping so bad
he had no idea what sort of dream she had that she was crying like that ,he thought she might be missing her mother but........
This will be worth your time and reading ,if you like time travels
so hop in ,if You like Teleportation, telepathy and innocent romance with Wreathing Touch of daisies in it.
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