Callonde's Ordeal
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What happen when fantasy, epic and action mix with a twisted fetishist mind?
Let's find out!
It's been aaaaages, but I am finally back with an overdue tribute to DevilishDiversions 's awesome OC Callonde.
Specifically, what triggered my twisted immagination was this pic:
https://www.deviantart.com/devilishdiversions/art/Calan-in-a-bind-981718131
(btw, you should totally check that out!).
Hope you guys enjoy the story and thanks again to DevilishDiversions for letting me use her character!
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