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Notte Snippet: where the Dream have Gone

Tiny yearning tugged at me. What would I find, if I could find my way there?

Unnamed Story With Gray: Snippet

That power. Lips could lie but power could not.

I was in a van with Robin Goodfellow
and some Shadow’s Breath rando, and I had no idea where we were headed.

Beloved Notte (coming soon)

Snippet for August (and a personal update)

Flames dance thanks to exothermic reactions, a process that releases energy to its surroundings in the form of heat and light.

So did she.

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