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I left quickly, changing into the silky pajamas left on my bed. Itdid feel strange, but so would asking one of the servants to fix it. If only I had t..
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Doors and hallways branched off as we went further. Interestingly enough, there were even one-way mirrors. We could see through it, but when anyone lo..
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The hero of this story is Ronan--but it's not told from his perspective. I got tired of the main character always being the hero. So, I wrote it from ..
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A poem dedicated to all the ruins spread across Ireland.
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