chapter 5 .slain dragons.

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i remember a time when he would pick me up from school and take me to the park, when he would tuck me in at night and tell me stories of dragons and princesses.

because even if he wasn't around much, he was trying.

until he went away and all i had was you and faded memories of slain dragons.

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