Philtatos
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  • Parts 11
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  • Reads 6,302
  • Votes 249
  • Parts 11
  • Time 2h 36m
Complete, First published Oct 16, 2021
'Glancing back at him I realized I had yet to really take in the man's appearance. I watch as sandy blond hair sways with the subtle breeze and eyes the color of diamonds shine with a calmness I haven't felt in years. And of course, there are the wings, an absolutely beautiful set of wings the color of obsidian sprouting out from the man's back. I suppose he's quite -pretty, handsome, cute, adorable, sweet- interesting to look at.'

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