New Prologue of Stolen from a Dream

“We have to go!” Her father sounded tense and Leithia looked at him from where she was playing with her doll. He was dressed in black clothes, and had a hood on. A bag was strapped to his back. “Darien?” Leithia’s mother asked, rising from where she sat, sewing a tear in one of Leithia’s … More New Prologue of Stolen from a Dream

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