"Doth Thy Not Remember?"
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Dernière publication dim., déc. 6, 2020
Leo has been alive for longer than he can remember. He believes it was since the dawn of man, but time knows it has been longer than that. He's on the run from things he knows not, one being his love. There had to be another person there to pick him up when the dark tomb of sadness brought him down, but who?
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