We got our own merriment over the smallest things
But this time
I told him I could do some mist controlling
My Lady would give me some practice everytime I go to the cabin 20
His eyes sparkling
In a fast motion he hugged me
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Hyacinthus
Short StoryA story of modern Hyacinthus. Where Clayton Rodgers found himself in a summer camp for his kind and one thing lead to another. Copyright 2016 Alessio Fierr Cover by lucasdaydream
