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Passionate Servant
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Ongoing, First published Oct 13, 2015
Mature
A young woman asks for her hearts' desire to be brought to light. The journey she finds herself on afterwards both stuns and revitalizes her sense of self.

*** This story is rated Mature (18 OR OLDER) for language/profanity and explicit sexual content!***

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