Ravin hated me from day one, but she was a good teacher. Even through the sqwaking and the complaining and the mumbling about me being 'stupid' 'idiot' and 'a waste of time, space, and air.'
Perhaps I should describe Ravin more. Her long black hair hanging loose and sometimes curled coiling around her face and horns, her beautiful draping gowns in the most vivid of colors and her lips ever the color of ripe berries
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Magic of Meer
FantasyA story in progress with an ending yet unseen. A love unbreakable of two unlikely people and the adventure unfolding. Follow us on an quest to meet the people of Meer.
