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Cruel Reality
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Ongoing, First published Mar 23, 2025
Glinda isn't even sure which one of them makes the first move, but in less than a second, their lips are pressed together. The moment so soft and slow Glinda briefly considers that this may be a hallucinations of some sort. That her brain is exercising some sick torture on her...

Then Elphie's hands are on her waist again and there's a breathy whisper against her lips, "Hold out as long as you can."

Glinda barely has a chance to nod as Elphie's head tilts slightly and, lips still so tantalizingly close to Glinda's, adds, "Hold out, My Sweet..." before closing the gap once again.

 

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Glinda Arduenna of the Uplands is no stranger to just how cruel reality can be. But, sometimes it doesn't matter how familiar you are with it, that cruelty can still slap you in the face at the most unexpected times. Can send you on an unpredictable whirlwind of events that uproot every single aspect of your life...


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