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Stars don't know
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Ongoing, First published Oct 16
Somewhere on the cliffs of Forks, Washington, a lonely girl leaves her secrets under a single, weathered rock-letters no one is meant to read. Night after night, she writes to the stars, hoping someone, anyone, is listening.

But tonight feels different. The fog is heavier, the wind carries whispers, and a presence lingers where no one should be. Someone-or something-has been reading her letters, watching her from the shadows, and it knows more than it should.

In a world that feels too quiet, too small, she discovers that connection can come from the most unexpected places... and that some mysteries are too magnetic to resist.

Letters, secrets, and a presence that is not quite human-how far would you go to be heard?
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