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Ongoing, First published Apr 27, 2015
What happen's when the law is made, and enforced by those who have the affinity to control the blood of all things? What happen's when your love will result in immanent death? To explain these rules; I need to tell you a story, my story. I'm Caitriona  Fia, and this is my story.
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