Our Garden of Glass
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  • Reads 1,510
  • Votes 76
  • Parts 7
  • Time 54m
Complete, First published Nov 03, 2017
This is the refined version of Sing My Love For You (with a new title and everything w o w). I hope you all like slow burn fanfics bc thats what this is. please don't hate me ╥﹏╥ this is solely based off of the song Garasu no Hanazono (Garden of Glass (even the name makes me giggle like a child)) much like the first one but its going to be more than just three chapters. This description is way too long. Enjoy~
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