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  • Edge: Book One: Lost

    Prologue: As I walked down the London streets, I looked at the starlit moon and hummed a little familiar tune, smiling as I reached my bright red door; I turned ...

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    • Fantasy
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Hearing classical music as someone who trained in ballet for eight years is like being a sleeper agent who heard their activiation word
— LadyMysterio