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Delia grew up with a passion for the hunt. She loved the feel of the bow and arrow as she aimed for the kill, the spear as she threw it, all of it! Sh..
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Lifting her bow and arrow, seeing the simple deer as the full moon slowly rises, illuminating the eerie forest in rich and pure silver. She studied he..
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Dove wasn’t sure where her life went wrong. All she’s sure of, is that she’s an Angel. Or, more, a Fallen Angel. Her memory is very ..
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He looked at me from across the ballroom, smiling, his bright blue eyes vivid against the white mask which hid his face. His short black hair was mess..
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Raven was only five years old when she met him. He came at the pitch of darkness, with the full moon illuminating her, with the old grandfather clock ..
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I kept running through the thick forests, the silver moonlight illuminating everything around me. Why? Why is this happening to me? It wasn’t li..
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I walk outside on the sunny afternoon, the black raven following silently above me, as always. It was only Angel. He followed me around everywhere I w..
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All night I stayed awake, waiting for Angel to return. But, he never did. The sun was perched up high in the sky, and I was only worried. Angel had wa..
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It's my Talent Show entry at school. Dedicated to my little sister, Sophie.
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