The Great Wind: Part One
If it had been beautiful outside then it would have only added to the confusion of the feelings that day.
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Train Whistle Speaks
The midnight train whistle bellows in the distance. Edward’s hand is placed over his chest and if he lay
Reclaiming Medicine through Healing
Asu. Hair like ravens wings, eyes like low hanging crescent moons, soul like star shine. I read somewhere that in
Reclaim the Warrior 