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Guess who's late to a ~treeeeeennnnnd~
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Guess who's late to a ~treeeeeennnnnd~
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Lost Dolls didn't update, but it should be fixed now
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candy apple, what do you think of the fount's boyfriend?
(psst she just saw him for the first time >>HERE<<)
You guys wanna see snippet previews of what I've written?
Of course you do!!
*heavy breathing*
He can't teleport into barriers
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Because there's no new chapter today, here's a preview for what's to come
When the razor was finally sat down, Truthless Recluse looked at himself in the mirror. He looked ten years younger without the beard. The Fount circled around behind him and grinned.
“There’s my precious Doll.” The Fount wrapped his arms around his neck and rested his chin on his shoulder. Instinctively, Truthless Recluse reached up with a hand to hold onto one of The Fount’s arms.
In the reflection were a pair of strangers. A Virtue and a king tenderly holding onto each other.
Truthless Recluse had to blink to remind himself that the reflection was not the reality. The reality was a corrupted Virtue, clinging to a broken king, and the broken king clinging to the idea of the Virtue.
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The bit I thought I'd have to cut starts where the preview above starts and goes to the end of the chapter~ I'm so happy I got it to fit!
She’d willingly stay if her brother and papa stayed…
She looked down at the fading brown stain on the rug and looked up at Black Sapphire.
She walked over and stood in front of him. Black Sapphire lazily opened one eye and sighed when he saw her.
Her tongue felt like tungsten in her mouth, “I’m sorry.”
She’s stay…
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