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Chapter 21

"Wow," I said as I walked unto one of the most beautiful bridge that I'd ever seen with my naked eyes.

The bridge was a magnificent obsidian color, it may have actually been obsidian itself. It gleamed under the sunlight, causing the intricate marks carved into it to seem alive.

"How is it possible that I have never been here before," I said simply amazed by beauty of it all.

Chris shrugged watching me with a smile.

"Not many people come here," he said brusing his hands against the vines on one side of the bridge. The other side had beautiful flowers of all colors and sizes on it. I tilted my head in confusion.

"This bridge was built when Black Pond was created," he started.

"Rumors say that there was an argument between the two founding families of the town. They originally called it White Lake because of the rumored

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