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Marcella [ON HOLD]
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Last published Thu, Jan 11, 2018
I have hundreds of names, hundreds of identities.
I am the shadows of the night and the pearls of the day.
Human by birthright and Fay by blood.
I am the saviour of my people.
And I will take back what is rightfully mine.
For I am Marcella.
And I am the orphan queen.
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