"So, promise me we'll meet again?"
- Letture 929
- Voti 89
- Parti 45
"It seems you've found me. I never thought I'd see you again."
A sentient android reincarnated as a human reunites with the last forest left on their previous planet.
*Probably read as if they were short journal entries
2019
E.C.F / @loverofvenus
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