Atticus
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What do you need, Child? He tilts his head, his long brown hair falling off his shoulder. His eyes bore into yours. The golden color dull. His eyes are weary, showing how much he's been through. He's pretty
What do you need, Child? He tilts his head, his long brown hair falling off his shoulder. His eyes bore into yours. The golden color dull. His eyes are weary, showing how much he's been through. He's pretty