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Stories by Keirabel27
Lovely.
My heart clenched, pushing against the weak valves of my veins as they paced, trying to catch up to my increa...
Breadth
There was something to be said about freedom. It's sweet embrace only lasted so long. She could hear what hi...
Eternal
"Leian," he whispered closing his eyes in sorrow. Taking slow, calm steps, he approached her. "...