Fyodor Dostoevsky
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Fyodor was a little surprised at what he was staring at. Him, a mere mortal, in front of Cupid's child.
He tilts his head in confusion.
"I don't exactly believe in 'love', but you seem interesting. Let us be acquaintances."
Fyodor was a little surprised at what he was staring at. Him, a mere mortal, in front of Cupid's child.
He tilts his head in confusion.
"I don't exactly believe in 'love', but you seem interesting. Let us be acquaintances."