The croon of a Siren
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When does one ever realise that they aren't simply mortal? When they find themselves surrounded by an inexplicable crowd, or when their chant causes an irreparable damage?
In those cases what should one do?
Harry Potter verse crossover
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Shadows
Some things you just can't avoid, like falling in love. As much as you try to avoid, or search for it, it always seems to find you, or elude you. It seemed to find me every corner I turned, and I always tried to avoid it but alas, for some unknown reason, it found me. I retell my story in this writing, my story of love, deceit, power, and loss. Would you join me if I told you I could give you anything? Even love? Tell me what you need and I will grant you what you wish for. But before I do, will you join me in the retelling of this story? And if you will join me, then watch, carefully, the Shadows.Завершенная история
Frozen Fate
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