Harsh Realm
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He gazed into her hazel eyes and she looked back. It felt as if she was staring into his mind and soul. It was this moment that he realised the feelings he felt for her. The types of feelings that make you want to climb a mountain and shout those feelings across the desolate landscape.
Rated M for violence, language and future smut.
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