Wishing, though, did nothing to change her fate. She could rely only on herself and her will to survive-oh, and the nasty booby traps she'd laid. She wasn't going down without a fight. Occasionally she would hear a howl or a yelp as one of her pursuers met some of her hidden treats, but she didn't dare slow. Her gut screamed, Danger, and urged her to keep going.
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Fantasy · Eve Langlais
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