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Siren I could see him approaching the dock, slowly, like a sullen spirit. The waves lapped clammily at my skin, pleading for purchase. Yet all I could feel was warmness, hope, in my exhausted form. I floated, my body’s usefulness worn out, and simply watched. Soft footsteps padded towards me. My tail gave a splash in response. “Mary.” “Timothy.” I could feel my throat become hoarse, but my curiosity in the foreign voice immediately dismissed the complaint. I could see two trouser legs dangling aimlessly off the side of the rotting wood, mahogany againstSiren
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Ok, so I'm short, fat, and don't look Asian. So what? I can still cosplay and be good at it.
Live, love, laugh, and just remember to breath.
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Ok, so I'm short, fat, and don't look Asian. So what? I can still cosplay and be good at it.
Live, love, laugh, and just remember to breath.
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