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I've given up; that has been my mindset for decades. I did an spectacular job at destroying my life, so why hope or believe is some prophesy? That didn't mean I wouldn't help him, it was just an act of empathy, nothing else... Why... Aslan, meeting him was no coincidence was it? Maybe he never actually forgot about me to begin with. A/N: THIS STORY IS ALSO AVAILABLE ON FANFICTION.NET
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