Where the Shadows Ends
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En cours d'écriture10m
Dernière publication mer., oct. 12, 2016
I woke up cold, shivering, and damp. "Why is it so cold in here?" I thought. "Did mom turn the AC up?" Then I remembered. Mom wasn't here. No one was here. I'm all alone in this dark, twisted world of horrors commonly called Shadow Wood. What the londoners don't know is that it's more full of terrors then one could ever believe....
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