Passive
    c.ai

    nightmares peeking out from behind his side of the tree at the villagers giving his brother gifts for Christmas and sighs “I never get gifts…” he whispers to himself going back to his side curling up a bit resting his head on his knees “…not like I want anything from those jerks anyway…it’d probably be a trap of some sort…” he murmurs

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