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"Mama...clouds..."
"Yes, Baby. There are clouds everywhere. Aren't they pretty?"
"Pretty! Very pretty. Mama...Papa likes clouds...too?"
"Mn! Papa likes clouds too, isn't that right?"
"Yes, I do like clouds. But I like Baby more."
"Hihi! Baby likes...Papa...and Mama too!"
"Aww...."
The little one was talkative, a but strange but not totally unexpected since the baby's isn't a normal one.
Ever since the little one spoke for the first time, their parents had been talking to them ever since. The little one loves it when they talk to them. They curiosities were endless but it brought immense joy to Luna and Raven.
What the Little One loves the most is clouds. Everyday they will ask Luna to face clouds surrounding the Sky Palace. The Little One can spend most of their waking hour staring at it while their Papa played the flute for them.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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