The World of your Imagination
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Perhaps, Autumn is the only time when anything could happen. You could change your life, find your love, leave this world for another one - you should only make a wish. But what would happen if we lost vigilance and became prisoners of our dreams?
P.S. It's just a kind of experiment with a book written in different language. I'll be very grateful if you notify me of my mistakes in comments with tag #mistake. If everything is too bad you are able to read the same novel in Russian language (it will be published in my profile with tag #original). Hope, you'll like my fly of fancy.
Enjoy reading! =)
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Leaving one pack to join another. My family life was never perfect. I actually couldn't remember a time when it was good. I always wished I would meet my mate and he would take me away from all of this but it became obvious I needed to save myself. So I left. It was then I met my mate but he didn't want me. So I keep saving myself. What happens when your fated to be together but nothing seems to go right?
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