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It was a Sunday afternoon and I was perched in the library with my favourite writer. I was going through...
A mischief gone wrong. Ronny meets himself with a call for the worst.
The summer morning crept in slowly. Martin didn't feel any different though, but he felt a strange sense of calamity. He warded off this feeling and said to himself, 'I will be conquering the lake in the woods today!'
The world is full of muffled stories, all those believed to be true and all those to be false.
What did she do? The Purple Fumes rose and took away a lot of dreams and possibilities... Or maybe Purple Fumes give rise to the Pheonix?
A woman runs, a murderer is let loose. Will Molly be able to salvage herself?
