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Stories by mansiy_rahd
The North: Above The Mountains
'If all of this is just a dream, why does my soul feel it real?' Tears fell from Arthav's cheeks. 'In a long...
The Play: Comes From The Skies
"I love your eyes." Nehave stuttered. "I love the way they timidly blink when you're looking a...