Her Darkness, His Light. (A Script Fan-fiction)
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Last published Thu, Nov 21, 2013
Danny was broken and no one picked up the pieces. He was light.
Lee was cold, hard and no one could make her broken. She was dark.
But what happens when darkness meets light?
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