Still Living In The Shadows
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Ongoing7m
Last published Wed, Nov 15, 2017
You see fairy tales and myths all the time and wish they were real right? Well, if you think that then get your head out of the clouds! Take it from people who know what it feels like. If you've seen people with sparkling fists or bodies, you probably thought it was your imagination. You're wrong, they just want you to think that. Who is they you ask? The ones who are still living in the shadows. Read what it's like to be something, yet have to hide it to protect it.
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