That one was a miss
Oh that cheeky boy! Sure left a deep imprint on this elf maiden, heheheh! "Oh that. He's my pookie bear!" I exclaimed, raising my fist into the air.
Bleak Midwinter.
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Real
An unrestrained chuckle escaped me. "Well, I am a mud-walker. Don't you walk on mud as well?" I asked, genuinely curious and let go of her for a while.
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💀
I felt as if time had slowed down. The Elven girl had spat on mom.
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Bro admires everyone's beauty
Despite the fact that she was in such a miserable condition, I couldn't help but be mesmerised. Her long jade coloured hair was sprawled all over face and shoulders, and the blotches of blood all over hair and porcelain skin did little to dim her otherworldly beauty.
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Well, to his family, he's just a small step above the common rabble
But unlike the other parts of the house, this place was never renovated. Just the smell in this place can make your senses go numb. More so for someone ordinary like me.
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You're not the only one lil bro🙏😭
Parallax - Ⅱ
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Should she?
An involuntary scoff escaped my lips. "Is she?" I asked, squinting my eyes.
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Much to my displeasure 💀
"Us. Your mother is alive and well." He corrected me.
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Huh....Welp.
He casted a sidelong glance at me before standing right by my side, letting his back rest against the wall. Taking a packet of cancer sticks out, he held one between his lips and then let his arms dangle to the side. I watched him stare at nothing in particular for a good 3 minutes.
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😭
She was shaking. Every muscle in her body twitching. "Bring him back. Bring me my Arthur." She walked over to me and grabbed me by the collar. "Tell Aksel, I need my Arthur back. I am not going to let him waste just like this." An intangible weight pressed down on me. "Tell him to retrieve Arthur right now. Or I am leaving this place and going for him myself."
Bleak Midwinter.
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