Sometimes, facing your past can be like having a staring contest with a drunkard: you can only stare for so long before looking away in repulsion. Trust me: I'm not the only one who's had it rough. Just ask Analise. (When she's not in a homicidal mood.) We all try to right the wrongs of our past, but what happens when we can't look that drunkard in the eye?
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The Blackwyrm Chronicles #1: A Misadventure like no other...
Fantasy"If you've decided reading this journal was a good idea, you're either incredibly brave or you must be riding the short carriage right now." Greetings! You are holding...
