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"This is the end isn't it?" Amara asked hesitantly, her hair whipping her face harshly in the cold winds.

"No, Mon Cheri this is just the Beginning" Her companion replied, his suave accented words reached her ears making her look down on the city they stood on, lights flicked on and off from buildings as people wished each other goodnight, possibly for the last time as...

The War has begun....

Follow Amara through her story, her life, her falls and rises....will you be there for her when she needs you the most? or will you just leave and never return? 

it's your choice, your decision...all you have to do is.

Open the doors.All Rights Reserved

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Tue, Dec 8, 2015

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