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The Derenty Typewriter [coming soon]
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Last published Sun, Aug 25, 2013
An ordinary girl in an ordinary school with a not-so-ordinary typewriter is all it takes for anything to happen at twelve AM sharp. Celestia finds herself face to face with the real 'Derenty' typewriter; even though she only thought of it as a fictional object in Kenny Hoyther's old novel. She gradually get's the idea that Hoyther's fictional novel, isn't fictional after all. Celestia's curiosity strangled through her to actually use mysterious typewriter. Let's just say that twelve AM isn't a matter of the peaceful night.
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