The Fallen Tribe
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Ongoing5m
Last published Fri, Jul 17, 2015
Fog. That's all I saw everywhere I looked. I couldn't tell whether I was dreaming, or if this was all my reality. I sure hoped not because I would want my reality to be more than just knowing the necessities of my life like my name for instance which was Ameera...Ameera Fallen.
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