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the forgotten

Leituras 35
Votos 5
Capítulos 4
Tempo <5 mins

Leituras 35
Votos 5
Capítulos 4
Tempo <5 mins

This story is wrapped around the black plague, Finch Graves is a a angle og mercy. A 13 year old girl who began killing 5 years old her first killings where her parents.Todos os Direitos Reservados

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