Fuel to the Fire
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Naturally, you'd run away from death and anything to do with it. Emily does exactly that until someone from her past forces her to face it head on
Hey guys, this is a new story in collaboration with the very talented @Layd33_Zana and to be honest I think this will be better than anything either of us could individually write. We made it up on the spot, one sentence each with no idea where the story was going, and we'll let you guys judge the final result! We hope you enjoy it as much as we enjoyed writing it!
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