mercredi 31 mai 2017

keep my eyes to serve and my hands to learn

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“Hello sweetie,” she purrs. “Expecting me?”

The Seer eyes her calmly, apparently unruffled. “Hours ago.” He tsks at her like she’s nothing more than an unruly child, the burden of ages gone from his eyes as though it had never been. “You’re late.”

Words: 3915, Chapters: 1/9, Language: English

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