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The Only Way
Sweat dripped from every pore, though it did little to wash the filth caked onto my skin. I backed away from the horde, my eyes darting between the dead-heads. Everything I owned was left behind in a tent a mile or so away, most likely trampled beneath the shambling feet of the herd. There were…
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The Pale Spirit
More shrieking and mock snarls from the hallway. Rubén had actually scared Mirenita; the five year old had begun to cry. I let out an annoyed sigh. Seriously? I ignored my aunt and cousin, pushing past them as I ran out to the hallway. I expected to see my step cousin chasing Mirenita, but he…
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Sisters of the Shadows 