Starlight
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MatureOngoing11m
Last published Sun, Apr 5, 2015
30% of our matter is constructed by the dust of dying stars. We are the children of the stars, we've crossed mountains and rivers to achieve all that we hold precious... And yet the asgardians take it all. This is my story. My name is Jason Excel, And this is the starlight program.
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