Parting Glances

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Parts 1
Time 6m

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This was not a fairy-tale castle,
And there was no such thing as a fairy-tale ending.
// Terry Pratchett, Monstrous Regiment //

*****

This is just a short story I wrote for a school project, hope you like it(CC) Attribution-NoDerivs

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Parting Glances
Sun, Sep 6, 2015

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Parting Glances
Sun, Sep 6, 2015

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This is not a fairy tale!

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