𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 𝐎𝐍 𝐀 𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐒 || 𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐄 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐂𝐂𝐈𝐎

𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 𝐎𝐍 𝐀 𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐒 || 𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐄 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐂𝐂𝐈𝐎

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𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘 𝐎𝐍 𝐀 𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐒 ❝ i don't think god lives out here. ❞ in which annie jo chambers, the twin sister of laura lee, is forced to face the wilderness, her grief, her faith, and the girl with a fire she can't stop watching. 𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐧𝐞 - 𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞 𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐜𝐢𝐨 𝐱 𝐨𝐜! ©P0ISONYOUTH all credit for the original plot and characters goes to ashley lyle & bart nickerson the only things that were my original creation are the following: annie jo chambers, the chambers family (minus laura lee), the pastor, molly serrano, whoever else comes along, and any original dialogue, interactions, or character arcs not canon to the show.
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