07-29-2018, 01:23 AM
Arc frowned slightly and moved to gently sit down on his knees in front of the door, gently pressing his forehead into the door and letting out a soft shuddery breath as depression ran through him. He just wanted a husband who loved him, and someone he could really be with.
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[color=#8F7894]we are the sealers of the fate
we are the fangs of the snake
we are the fangs of the snake