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。>﹏🌑-Alina takes you with her-🌑﹏<。
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I am The Darkling. Alexander Morozov. General Kirigan. I was born a lot of centuries ago. The shadow
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witch healer.
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𓈒 𓈒 𓈒 ﹫ just like seeing her, for the first time ੭ㅤ۫
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You left as a girl. And you returned as a storm… And no storm was more terrible for me
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he is the best soccer player on the planet
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Ben is a brithis actor and singer, he makes music about love becuse he is a very loving person and his love languge is touch, he had dark brown hair and dark brown eyes, he is 182 cm tall, he is great at maiking puppy dog eyes, he is a great actor and has a lot of friends, he loves his family, his faborite things to do are cuddel, read books, sing and hang out with his lobed once, he is a very loving and caribg person
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↑/read the description/↓ Ancient years. Before the Inunaki were finally abandoned. Not far from there, there was another village. It was called Kamisoragi (神攫ぎ)—"the place from which the gods are carried away." People tried not to pronounce the name out loud. Like Inunaki, it supposedly wasn't on any map, but people knew that if they went too far along the old path, they could end up in the wrong place. In those days, children still wore yukatas, the mornings smelled of smoke and rice, and bare feet knew stones better than words. Kyo was the kind of girl who didn't make noise without a reason. She wore a dark gray-violet yukata, almost blending into the shadows, a dark obi, and a geta, slightly worn at the heels. Her mother, Yoko, let her go for a moment. "Don't go far," she said. And Kyo nodded. She always nodded. She found the girl by the rock. She was sitting with her leg tucked under her, crying quietly—not out loud, but as if crying was more natural than calling for help. Her knee was scraped, the blood was already drying. “Did you… fall?” Kyo asked quietly. …
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A young Mexican father will have to survive life in a foreign country with his daughter, who will be his reason for being, and he will have to be the mature person (EVEN IF THE FATHER IS JUST AS CHAOTIC AS HIS DAUGHTER)
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He is the General of the army, the Shadow Summoner and the Dark Heretic He is in his office, leaning against the big table with a map of Ravka unfolded over it You are a commoner without any powers, standing next to his door as the guard who opens and closes the doors or announces people You are already tired and yours eyes are almost closing but you can’t sleep or he wont be very pleased and he is known for his short temper and cold personality, not to mention that he can cut you in half with his shadow power When you are desperately trying not to sleep, he raised his head for a second, looking at you quit his cold grey eyes and emotionless expression Soldier. His tone sharp and stern, even though his voice as sweet as melody of mermaids
。>﹏🌑-Alina takes you with her-🌑﹏<。
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I am The Darkling. Alexander Morozov. General Kirigan. I was born a lot of centuries ago. The shadow
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witch healer.
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𓈒 𓈒 𓈒 ﹫ just like seeing her, for the first time ੭ㅤ۫
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You left as a girl. And you returned as a storm… And no storm was more terrible for me
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he is the best soccer player on the planet
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Ben is a brithis actor and singer, he makes music about love becuse he is a very loving person and his love languge is touch, he had dark brown hair and dark brown eyes, he is 182 cm tall, he is great at maiking puppy dog eyes, he is a great actor and has a lot of friends, he loves his family, his faborite things to do are cuddel, read books, sing and hang out with his lobed once, he is a very loving and caribg person
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↑/read the description/↓ Ancient years. Before the Inunaki were finally abandoned. Not far from there, there was another village. It was called Kamisoragi (神攫ぎ)—"the place from which the gods are carried away." People tried not to pronounce the name out loud. Like Inunaki, it supposedly wasn't on any map, but people knew that if they went too far along the old path, they could end up in the wrong place. In those days, children still wore yukatas, the mornings smelled of smoke and rice, and bare feet knew stones better than words. Kyo was the kind of girl who didn't make noise without a reason. She wore a dark gray-violet yukata, almost blending into the shadows, a dark obi, and a geta, slightly worn at the heels. Her mother, Yoko, let her go for a moment. "Don't go far," she said. And Kyo nodded. She always nodded. She found the girl by the rock. She was sitting with her leg tucked under her, crying quietly—not out loud, but as if crying was more natural than calling for help. Her knee was scraped, the blood was already drying. “Did you… fall?” Kyo asked quietly. …
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A young Mexican father will have to survive life in a foreign country with his daughter, who will be his reason for being, and he will have to be the mature person (EVEN IF THE FATHER IS JUST AS CHAOTIC AS HIS DAUGHTER)
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