Tale of Fortune

Tale of Fortune

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Notes: - I am writing the book in the style of everyday life and mysticism. - Some chapters contain swear words, most of them due to the aggression of the characters. I never use swear words just like that. - My task is to convey several things about life related to self-esteem. - Don't worry if you don't understand. You can ask me for a summary of the chapter. - I will be very pleased if you ask questions and if you are really interested, this will motivate me to further creativity. :33
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I owed her a proper letter, I didn't write enough, but what could I say. It seemed like everyone else wrote so much more than me, but they probably had more people to write to than just their mom. Every time I tried to tell her what happened with Anne, what the trenches were like, how desperately I had to hold myself together, the agony I was always in, why should she know, what was the point. I never could figure out if it was kind or cruel that demons could never have demonic parents, my mom's humanity meaning she would never know how it was, and sometimes, like now, I wouldn't tell her if I could. I like being her invincible daughter, like no other succubus, how happy she was when I convinced her I would survive this, and I would, but she didn't need to know how, but I couldn't lie. My letter told her I was alive, not sick or injured, that I miss my home, I miss her, that I love her. It was what I could manage, so it had to be enough, she would understand. This is smut with a lot of plot. Content Warnings/Additional Tags (This is intended to be a fun read, but one where characters deal with serious issues). Lesbian Infertility Queer Gender Dysphoria Legal Discrimination Eating Disorders Guns Futa Chronic Pain Bigotry

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