Aren Daker
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Chapter 9A Chapter by Aren DakerThe sun had just arisen but the path of Myrthia Sweetwater and the stranger was hidden in the dark fog. They had walked the whole night without kno.. |
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The Life Of My ColorsA Story by Aren DakerPainting is like magic inside of me. I can feel how the colors are created in my head, how they run through my veins in my body. T.. |
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The Life Of A TreeA Story by Aren DakerLook at me. Just look at me. I used to be the highest tree in the forest. People who passed by used to stop, point a.. |
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