beginnings
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Complete Sat, Oct 3, 20152h 17m
first strangers,
then friends,
then something a little more.
she was in the forge,
and he was in the infirmary.
but they were as close as strangers until a certain death that devastated the whole camp.
"I love you, nyssa."
(discontinued because i'm really stuck and this is frankly not that great.)
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