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A Greeting -  Intro

 Finnelgamin

 Chapter 1 - I AM BORN - Start Here for uncomfortable reality

Chapter 2 - Here is your author

Chapter 3 - You made me wait

Chapter 4 - We danced in the sun

Chapter 5 - The next day

Chapter 6 -  In a few weeks

Chapter 7 - It's when we go

Chapter 8 - Well, aren't you so

Chapter 9 - It was sunny on Sunday - Start Here for Fantasy story tied to uncomfortable reality

Chapter 10 - When I opened my eyes

Chapter 11 - With food in hand

Chapter 12 - Morning, Fiona said

Chapter 13 - What are you playing at?

Chapter 14 - I woke up to my own bed

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Chapter 17 -

Chapter 18 -

Chapter 19 -

Chapter 20 -

Chapter 21 -

Chapter 22 -

Chapter 23 -

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