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Shivering from the relentless rain running down my already soaked body, I cursed every god or goddess I could remember reading about. In the state I was in, I didn’t really believe I could make it much farther for the night. My bright green eyes were flashing in pain as I took in the damage done to my body.
Three broken ribs, a sprained left ankle, and a badly twisted wrist. Considering what I just tried to do, I guess this should be considered a minor injury. No… not tried… I did do it. WanderingShadow, son of none, escaped from Midnight Manor!
Only a week ago, I had completely given up any hope of ever seeing the sun again. Now, though badly injured and still being chased, I was free! Granted, I also had no clue where the hell I was… Though pampered and provided with almost anything we wanted, Midnight Manor only allowed us to learn so much about the outside world. The only thing useful that I took from that place was knowledge on various types of martial arts and weaponry from books. That and my name. The name that they had taken from me so long ago.
Wrapping my light gray cloak around me tightly, I slowly made my way through the deathly silent streets of Whitechapel London. Or at least that’s what the sign said. I hardly cared at this point. My sprained ankle was swelling and making my process slow and painful, but I could, thankfully, hear friendly shouts coming from a building not far down the road.
ImprintText: This book is property of Tabitha Iris Victoria under the penname Raven I. Paranormal. Any and all distution of this work is prohibited without written consent from the author. Any resemblence to any person or situation is completely coincidental.
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Publication Date: 08-17-2013
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Dedication:
This book is dedicated to my all my family and friends who support my writing. I don't always make the most sense, but you read my stuff anyways. I also dedicate this book to all the crazy awesome people who like the random words that I happen to type down.
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