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||Edit (6/24/2023): I redrew the Title Cover! And also changed Calliope's design. I'll be rewriting this once I get a keyboard so I can type faster and also be posting it on AO3||

•○"Calliope's wings fluttered out from underneath her cloak to catch her fall, only to flap weightlessly against the wind. Time itself seemed to slow, she could read each second and how close she was to impact..."○•
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This is probably not gonna be very long but it all depends on the feedback I get. If people want more I'll write more.

Calliope is an OC of mine for the Dream SMP. And no I don't ship her with anyone bc that's just weird in my opinion.

Anyway enjoy the story there's probably gonna be lots of angst and fluff.All Rights Reserved

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