Amé after a scorching heat of a summer rose out of his bed and yawned rather softly. He took his bath, clothed himself, ate and got atop his horse and dashed toward Dread academy. Once he arrived he left his horse in the coral. He dashed to his beloved Justin, and as soon as the two lovers gazed into each other's eyes they immediately hugged each other so tightly. At last they finally were able to love so beautifully and arise into a blossoming grove of roses.
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My favorite color is you
FantasyFantasy story with mediviel ages and videogame physics. A love story with twists and turns only to find out the one for Amé was standing in front of his own face and he never saw until now. His Favorite Color Is Her, no I got that all wrong. My Fav...
