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Slice of life fantasy. Pro-paying, open worldwide. @augursociety.bsky.social's little sibling. Publisher @kercoby.bsky.social Managing Editor @loukoren.bsky.social Socials @andregeleynse.com Read now!

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Tales & Feathers Magazine (@talesfeathers.bsky.social), 22 Temmuz 2023 tarihinde katılan bir Bluesky kullanıcısı. 3.655 takipçisi var, 151 hesabı takip ediyor ve 496 post paylaştı.

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