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Ongoing, First published May 17, 2013
Hope is the state which promotes the belief in a good outcome. For Kara hope is all she has. After waking up in the middle of the night to find her whole village alight Kara is left with no other option than to abandon all she has known and flee. In a hope that one day she will avenge her village. As time passes Kara is slowly loosing hope that her life will be normal once more.  Along the way she meets people that will help her, try and hurt her and save her. But most importantly she will meet one individual that will teach her its okay.  *** Pain ricocheted through my body, but I pushed past it, pulling gamma’s body out of reach from the wild, flames. Once we were out of harms way, my eyes blurred and blackness washed over me to love again and it’s a good thing to have hope. *** Follow Kara on her road of self discovery and revenge if you can handle it.
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