Crossed Hands
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Last published Sun, Dec 4, 2016
A child born from hatred, she shined dully among all of the others. What made her so different? Was it the eyes that made her stand out so well, or was it her mysterious nature that drew the Pharaoh's attention? Nobody knew, except for the danger that tagged along with her everywhere she went. Poor child, having to hide and forget all her life. Poor, poor child...
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