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The deep

thatgirlwhowrote

LETTURE 45
Voti 6
Parti 8
Tempo 21m

LETTURE 45
Voti 6
Parti 8
Tempo 21m

thatgirlwhowrote

fantasy mermaid ocean pirate

Hello, my name is Ember. If you're reading this, it means I'm already dead. 
Not really, the men just think that. See, I was thrown overboard of my ship. What I thought would be my home, my new family. But the "men" got it stuck in their heads that I was back luck, a bad omen on the ship. So they tossed me like old chum. But here's a secret, what we all thought would be the end of my life, was just the beginning.Tutti i diritti riservati

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