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www.beneath-ceaseless-skies.com
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| | | | | I was admitted into the ranks of the witches, but I have never truly belonged, not even when my body started changing. The only place I am sure I belong to is in my lover's arms in the clearing where we can watch the stars and get lost in each other, our names falling from our lips into each other's ears while the night pretends not to hear. | |
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www.anathemamag.com
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| | | | | [AI summary] A recovering addict transported through time repeatedly intervenes to stop the death of two vulnerable young women by violently disassembling their enslavers, oscillating between terror and a grim determination to stop the trauma. | |
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www.timberghostpress.com
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| | | | | The rain slashes down. She's cold, adrift amongst it. At least it is night, she thinks, the blanket of which hides more than my sadness. Standing there, naked, drained, she's relieved she left... | |
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www.grymvald.com
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| | | Over on medievalists.net, they share their "Top 10 Strangest Battles of the Middle Ages" here . Also, on historyextra.com, they expound... | ||