Chapter 11An Untold History Of The Prophecy Present Date,Marvava. The lights of an unfamiliar nature rolls over the sky, circumferentially meeting with the clouds as the rays of sunlight hit the wet hair on the wet sand of the shore of what seemed to be an empty beach. Rocks and rocks and rocks, sleeping by the side of the river as it moved in and out, washing the rocks and leaving behind an extra shine of smoothness. The eyes twinkled as the forehead crumbled up. The glare and warmth of the half beaming light in addition to bold voices coming from the east side of the shore woke Khloe up from the presumed death. Her throat, grasping for the removal of what it held, her mouth, moving, her face, drowned in disgust and discomfort. Khloe turned over with her right hand, stamped on the floor. She gushed out the water that filled her mouth before her head tilted to the vague vo
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