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Ancient secrets
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Ongoing, First published Nov 03, 2023
This is a story about how you're live would be if you would live in the dessert in the time of the tabiun as a Muslima (so this is a story from a female perspective) and so if you are open to new ideas and would like to see other perspectives than I would recommend you try this :D out .But if not than it's ok :3


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