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𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲'𝘀 𝗻𝗼 𝗺𝗼𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗴𝗹𝗼𝗿𝘆, 𝗶𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝘄𝗮𝗿, 𝗶𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝘀𝗻'𝘁 𝗳𝗮𝗶𝗿... 𝘄𝗲 𝘄𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗴𝗼 𝗯𝗮𝗰𝗸. _______________ ➶ - family and fate were fickle things. if lacerta skeeter knew anything, she knew that. the name of her mother haunts her just as much as the name of her father, th...