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Crushed Paper Cranes

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Reads 404
Votes 72
Parts 30
Time 4h 29m

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This is the story of a pair of siblings - a shy and grief-overwhelmed 13 year old and a 17 year old gender queer who doesn't know who they are. And a pile of crushed paper cranes.
(very much still in progress)

this is a half fantasy half self-appreciation story - hope you enjoy!!
Cover by me!All Rights Reserved

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