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Stories by Nathalie NS
Before They Flee (Poems)
Ideas pop up out of nowhere, and before they flee with the wind, why not immortalize them into words?
The Heart Of Spade
It is a sin to mark one's body. Blasphemy they say, devil's follower and a beast in a sheep's clothing. By th...
Idiotic Me
Canada, who was loved by Arthur since he was a child but was forgotten as time passed by.
Warning: Angst,Dram...