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Five-hundred and thirty-eight years ago, on a stormy midnight, the twins were born. The air was cold and stale. In the distance, a loud rumble of thunder could be heard. The
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Here's just some information I want my readers to know before I add my characters.
I've been drawing lately, and then I've been thinking of names and background storby Sabrina Vampirate 200 words, 1 comment, on Mar 24 9:37 AM 2006. In Fiction -
She didn't like what she saw staring back at her. So she broke the mirror. Now she sits on the floor. The broken glass surrounds her. Memories of her life danced upon t
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