Impure(WIP)
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Last published Fri, Jan 5, 2024
I wasn't sure if I would make it to this. To face death. Yet I died in the arms of someone I sacrificed everything for. And now the stories of our afterlife, our people's passing, were being proven true.
Dead and in the mid-point between her past and the afterlife, Taelia Belfire recounts her life's story to her Bridger, the one meant to help bring closure and guide her to the other side.
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