When I first met Oeric, I didn’t see him yet. All I saw was him and Soletus. And I envious of what I saw. He had his father. There was never a day when I was young that I didn’t want one more hug from my father. I wanted that badly.
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Slice-of-life fantasy writer. I write fluffy heartwarming fantasy about elves.
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