Ethereal - Maven x reader
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Complete Tue, Apr 20, 2021<5 mins
Lilliana1125 10k competion
sorry if this is a bit shite and cliche i just wanted to have a stab at some writing :DD
Everything about her was perfect, the way she moved, the way she spoke....and the way she looked at everyone as equals. Even me, the lowest of the low.
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