#hehehehe...

~Kindest regards, @way2rich4this

Luca—You are far too kind. Truly. I—I may cry. In fact, I am crying, but only just a little, and only because I am deeply moved by your support and not at all because I’m still haunted by the ghost of my attempted mustache!

The goatee discourse has ravaged my peace of mind for days now. I lie awake at night, visions of sinister chin hair dancing before my eyes.

The mere idea of a goatee on this delicate, peace-loving visage? Heinous. Appalling. My mother once told me my jaw was “too gentle for ruggedness,” and I fear she was correct.

As for the suggestion of sideburns—well now. That… that is a proposal I had not considered.

Sideburns. Hmm. Tasteful ones, perhaps? Dignified, understated—like a pair of polite, well-mannered caterpillars standing at attention. Something that says, “Here is a gentleman of both refinement and a rebellious glimmer.”

Do you think they would suit me? I could grow them in secret, like a scandalous tulip in a locked drawer. Only to be revealed at balls and moments of great emotional climax.

...Although knowing my luck, they would come in patchy and uneven, and I would be chased down the hallway by my reflection alone. Or worse...

Someone might assume I was trying to join a revolutionary militia and insist I give a speech.

Still… your words do make me wonder. If anyone could convince me to entertain the idea of stylish facial ornamentation, it might be you, Luca. Though I must confess—I do worry they would make my face look even smaller. And it is already alarmingly oval-shaped.

I shall consider your suggestion with all due seriousness and trembling reverence. Possibly while lying dramatically on a settee and whispering “sideburns” to the ceiling.

aay im glad you like them!

As for their lore, obviously it was a little hard growing up in the demon realm as half-human. Not only did they have poor digestive systems, but they were also a little lacking in the magic department, atleast when they were younger.

the healers assumed their bile sacs were too small/deformed to be able to produce magic but to everyones suprise, Oaklyn seemed to show signs of having atleast a little magic. Fable was happy for him but secretly envious since she didnt have any magic at all, so it seemed.

Even so it would take a long time before Oaklyn could be able to produce magic at a decent level, which led them to being made fun of by a lot of their peers. Oaklyn was very shy and quiet as a kid and didnt quite stick up for himself... his sister was quite the contrary.

Fable was fiery, loud and sassy (a mixture of traits from both her parents) and didn't hesistant to bite the bullies when Evelyn wasnt looking.

She was sneaky and good liar, just like her parents were, which often led to her being quite rebellious in her teen years. It especially lands her in some trouble when she meets an odd masked man who offers to teach her some magic for magicless witches... (but ill have to share that story in another post ;) )

well uhhh...

I actually started balling my eyes out while reading the last two chapters of Heartless Hunter...

In the living room.

In front of my entire family.

Have some very low quality photos...

They don't capture the tears 😭...

...I look like a potato...

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Aaaanyways I read 400 pages in 4ish days 😀

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.....okay ima keep crying now..