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Smoke Rises

Smoke Rises

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For centuries, the clans of the Mørket had lived in peace. That all changed when the Swedish cast out their princess to die in the wild wilderness of France's alps. There was only one problem: she didn't die. Instead, Princess Corrina evolved to survive, and founded a whole new clan, a clan with different powers. A clan that could be proud to call themselves the Mørket. And all the while, she planned her revenge. Now, Corrina's latest descendant is on the throne of the French Mørket, and she's out for blood. Loisa Moreau lost her father to the Swedish when she was a child, and her mother soon afterwards to madness (and then the Wise Three). She's waited years for her revenge, and now she's going to destroy them. With a little help along the way, of course.
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"Why are you following me?" She asks annoyed. "I have not been following you." I find myself responding. The girl states, "Yes you have. Don't lie and answer my question." "Okay, fine. You remind me of someone and I was wondering if you could help me." The girl studies me for a moment. I wonder what she will say. This girl seems very annoyed and threatening. "What do you want from me?" I reply, "I am looking for some people so I can bring them back to our village." This is not a lie. "What village are you from?" She questions. "Just a village." Then the girl turns on me and somehow pins me on to the ground. She says, "You're one of them aren't you. You know nothing about this kingdom. What are you a morphling or a fusion?" I am shocked. How did this girl figure me out? Was it that obvious?

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