In the aftermath, she forgets who she is. What she is. All she can remember is that she loved a boy. He wishes he could give her her memories back. After all... it's his fault that they're gone. Will they be able to stop the war, and fulfill a prophecy that could mean more for them than they ever thought possible. ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||| This is my first story and I got it up later than I promised. (sorry). I hope that its decent. If you like it or don't be sure to let me know. All criticism helps! Anyways love yall byee!!!
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