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Ongoing, First published Jan 09
Set in a steampunk fantasy world, Margaret's posh upper class life, filled with spoils, herbal teas and an arrogant disposition is immediately put to a halt when her young lover was hoisted out of her life by the Saviors Children military, a ruthless dictatorship that had overun the capital city seven years ago via coup d'etat. Margret however was born with a temper and stubbornness to rival no other. With a brave heart and a touch of the "out of touch." Margret embarks on a quest to the front lines of war to find her lover; accidentally uncovering powerful magical secrets along  the away. Will Margaret's determination be enough to allow her to succeed? Or will the war cause all creatures to hear flames.

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