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My Dearest Plum
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Ongoing, First published Mar 19, 2021
⚠️ ART IS MINE ⚠️

A small little moth lady has taken her time to settle on the city and begin to live her life. Soon noticing well being a moth and a human didn't work in their world as she hid her mothy parts a knock at the door May just change her life. 

This story goes through the ways a sweet white haired moth lady named Ariva and the traveling male named Tyr, soon meeting at a package drop off making Ariva's heart burst she must see the tan male again or she might loose herself, or her mind.
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