Истории Jmkl

They were six years old. He had sat on one of the wide window sills of his palace, and the sunlight made all his jewelry glitter like a lustrous ocean. His smile was like the sun itself, bright and big and at the center of everything. Jamil had thought he looked like a fool with that grin. ---------- A canon-compliant jamikali fanfic, heavy on characterization. Crossposted on Ao3 (let's see if Wattpad works)