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  • Shadow Box Prologue

    How old had I been, when I was ripped from the arms of my mother? Mortal was I, but only half, and the demon blood lay dormant. In ignorance they ...

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  • Shadow Box Chronicles.

    This is only my second post. I did my best to check my grammar, but it isn't my fortay! If you can, look for my prologue, to give you an ...

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Poetry is a phantom script telling how rainbows are made and why they go away.
— Carl Sandburg