The Rumors Are True
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Última publicación dom, abr 26, 2020
There is a beautiful statue of a person in the middle of a large city, and the rumor surrounding the statue is that when they touch hands with their soulmate, they will become human. Naturally, it becomes a perfect photo and video opportunity to pose while holding its hand.
One cute picture attempt results in an empty statue podium and you just barely catching a very confused person in your arms.
i did not come up with this idea myself, it was a writing prompt that i saw and i wanted to try it out.
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