Crimson Feathers [On Hold re-doing chapters]

Crimson Feathers [On Hold re-doing chapters]

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From that particular night on, my life took a twisted turn. It changed so much that I had no time to protest but just sit back and get taken along on the ride. From escaping a laboratory to dealing with the betrayal of "one of the closest" people in my life, not that he was close but, hey, he was family. It all seems like a great big fairy tale, getting powers, sprouting wings, finding that werewolves or werecats actually exist. Most people would be overwhelmed of the secrets kept in the world, I know I would have, but luckily, I have friends to keep me distracted from the 'bad' things in my life and instead I focus on the good things like I have freaking WINGS! BOOYA!
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