Celestine: A Thousand Wings
- LECTURES 19
- Votes 5
- Chapitres 4
En cours d'écriture41m
Dernière publication mer., févr. 1, 2017
Magic is something that everyone possesses.
Magic is something that no one can be bought by power or wealth.
But what is magic if you're the only person who doesn't have any?
What will you do?
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