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  • Blood Child- Prologue

    The cold wind moaned as it whipped and swished through the twisted streets and alleys of the Hannia Slums. It snapped at the heels of those who dwelled in the ...

    • Novel / Chapter
    • Fantasy
    3 min read


A snowball in the face is surely the perfect beginning to a lasting friendship.
— Markus Zusak, The Book Thief