And then there is Kiao. There isn’t much I can say. At that point, Kiao was just Kiao. And I know you think I should’ve known, given how timbre sensitive I was. However, there is only so much I can sense from another, and Kiao has always been elusive. I appreciated that time period when I didn’t.
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Slice-of-life fantasy writer. I write fluffy heartwarming fantasy about elves.
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