Langlira

Langlira

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"If who we are is what we believe, and what we believe is a product of another's thought, are we really ourselves or a figment of their imagination? Only the truth may answer." -Kzorian Vernsyl. Langliran head librarian. "Un Mundo di bugie nascoto essere chiaro vista " That was the last statement he made ,and since then, i've been thrown into this whirlpool of emotions and experiences. Day after day after day, this strange places come to me in visions. Every vision starts with me walking through a screw like tunnel, then suddenly a new area emerges. With every new day, comes a new place. One day, the visions more vivid than the previous ones, become a pillar and then she appears. The forgotten priestess.
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Being trapped inside one place most of your life is suffocating. So I took it upon myself to go behind my mother's back every chance I got to leave. I never thought that one day I would be caught. My mother agrees to let me go to school with the neighboring pack's alpha. She only agreed to prove to me that was a monster to other species. To her a Vampire demon should never be left unattended. She may be right most of the times. This time I think my mother could be wrong. Mother doubted me only to be proved wrong. I can coexist with wolves, I've been doing it for years. Now the humans. They are tempting for a hybrid like me. I can push past their tempting blood for 8 hours each day. The thing is I might not want to but I can. Life just keep throwing obstacles my way. Now I have a beloved. An extremely tempting beloved. My demon loves the taste of blood. How long before she gets a taste or our mates?

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