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The Mission
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2021-06-26 18:01:25Arc 3
Mission Impossible
When things have stirred, you'll be up against an obstacle you cannot move. If that's to be the case, what comes next will be up to you.
How will you face it then?
Would you rather stay unmoving and just accepts whatever fate you may face? Or will you brave even the wildest and impossible ordeal just to get the consequence you really want?
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The good news about the headmaster’s arrival was the fact that the treatment of the patients became swift and efficient. He lends some of his energy to Granny. He also released some of her tension from Dark’s terrible appearance by extracting some of her memories.
Michelle thought it wouldn’t help Granny at all, considering that he would still put it back. Well, it would make her work without thinking about anything. But it’s a temporary relief, a cruel action to take to someone who just lost his grandson for the second time.
She’s not
NCFINNYXAnd now we're moving to the darker side of the story. Hope you're ready still. Gonna love to hear your thoughts, so don't hold back.
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Shadows of the Lost Author's Note
It's such a nostalgic thing to have finished this epic of a novell, and I thank all of you for the support, especially to my editor, Artis Yusi, who give it her all to make sure I feel welcome here. I'm sure we all had an exhausting but fun journey, so do tell me what you think about the first installation of the Shadow Series. Thank you everyone! We'll see each other again in the second installation where we'll dive deeper in the secret of Pasithea. I'm going to warn you beforehand to wear your helmet, for this is going to be another hell of a bumpy ride. Until then, let's all savor this first installation; reread it, and you might find some clues as to whaat's going to unfold in the second book.
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