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Gypsy's story
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Ongoing, First published Nov 09, 2023
"There we go..." Gwen smiled. "What's your name? Do you have one?"
Name? No one has asked my name in years. 
"Gypsy." I squeaked. "Where am I?"
"In Fairy Forest!" Trix grinned.
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