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The Fantasy of love~
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Ongoing, First published Oct 01, 2020
The woods was..well extraordinary!
usually it's a scary place but not for one determined boy! There were rumours that a wolf lie deep in the woods and that the place was to be left alone nothing to do but walk the other way.

A small cabin sit not to far from a village on the outskirts of town there in that single cabin lives a red headed bundle of joy. The cabin gets lonely and the nights grow cold everything stays the same and we'll everyone's ordinary.
A happy town
A happy village
What could go wrong?
The boy in the cabin that loves everything and is soon met with a smile on his face, and you'd think hearing that living alone in a cabin away from the village could be dangerous would drive you away? Not for him, the determined boy sets off loving the life he was given?

What could go wrong when your little red riding hood?
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