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โwhen the blood in your veins returns into the sea,โ
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๐๐ ๐๐๐๐๐ Lina Tso leaves her home to help people with the unusual practices of her people.
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๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๐, a native with a penchant for getting herself into difficult situations, came to Tombstone Arizona, as a part of her journey to help people and teach her practice to others. All was postponed when she came across a sickly man with a sharp tongue and quick wits. A violent gunslinger. But she couldn't help but to get involved.
John Henry Holliday was dying and he knew it. He even accepted the cold, pale hands of death with open arms. All he wanted was to live his last days in peace, doing what he loved, or what he thought he loved. Drinking, gambling, and spending his love on women who did not truly care about him. All of that was disrupted when smart-aleck native woman, with a stone face and calculated steps crept right into the saloon, and more importantly, his life.
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i dont own anything
except for my oc
and some of the plot.
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this fic is not
about the very real
and controversial historical
figure, doc holliday. this fic
is made for the portrayal of him
on a popular movie. it is a caricature,
and not the real person.
i do not condone the
act of writing fanfiction of
real people, and especially
actual historical figures, for
they are unable to give consent.
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