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It was a girl who lost the war. War against herself.
Beatrice roamed the halls of her spacious castle, sighing softly as she hurried past the portrait of her parents, tears welling in her eyes. She never thought that her mother's portrait captured her r...
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It was a girl who lost the war. War against herself.
Beatrice roamed the halls of her spacious castle, sighing softly as she hurried past the portrait of her parents, tears welling in her eyes. She never thought that her mother's portrait captured her r...
if you click on it then you want to what's inside so, just read it.