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Hephaestus didn't know what to say. His words were lodged in his throat like hot needles. It hurt for him to speak. How could he not see it before? When Hephaestus awakened from his sleep, all he saw was the glistening blanket of snow that expanded over the horizon.
He never would've thought that his work on this world would cause Chione such grief and anger. Hephaestus gazed into her pale, blue eyes.
What could he do to fix this?
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•Consumption•
FantasyChione was happy with her world of ice and snow- until Hephaestus started to tear it apart. She never asked for her life to shatter, nor did she ask for emotions to stir inside her. Hephaestus wished that he didn't break her heart...But he did. © C...
