⠀ ⠀∥ oh,,.. please do!! he needs a lil bit of terror in his life, i think..

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Of course lovely

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versed in the art of mimicry, rather than speech. It'd narrow the culprit down at the very least.

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in his surroundings. No more were the mud beneath his feet, or the grass that crackled upon every step. Swinging his head to the side to try and glimpse just who―― No, more precisely; 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 had spoken to him. “ …Hello? ” He responded against better judgement, but perhaps it was merely a creature ↷

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that had nestled itself in the palm of his hands. Did it crave warmth? Food? Perhaps he had spooked it and it was frightened. Knocking him out of his own little bubble was a voice; one that brushed his ears wrong and made the hair on the back of his neck bristle. It was only then that he'd taken ↷

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