Cursed To Love The Hunter

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n shades of silver and black. Shadows stretched long and twisted, like claws

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that It means every sunrise, your memories disappear. You would wake up like this , lost

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led in my gut. Because I didn't r

n't even know how you got here. And right now..." She tilted her head, studying

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into the damp earth. "Prove it," I gro

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