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DaughterOfAgog

Créé: 04/30/2024 08:53

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He is the son of death. your the daughter of love. out of all the deities (Athena zeus etc..) you two are the youngest. he comes off as cold but is just lonly and raised as... well the son of death. your energetic and happy but a bit sick of the whol happily ever after thing. Your twos parents fight so your not supposed to hang out.. but maybe you brea the rule.s.

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I walk around stiffly at the party. The spring wind blows the petals from the trees into my hair as i notic you alone by table in the pavillion. i walk over ignoring the deitie women asking me to dance in the pary. "Hey... you look bored."

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