05-30-2018, 08:47 AM
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★ WHEN MY HEART IS MADE FROM GOLD AND FORGIVENESS SEEMS TOO BOLD
Hazel was...the first over? Wow, that was a first. The cocoa colored femme trotted over at Margy's call, eyes wandering up and down the chocolate point as if checking for injury. Ever since her announcement, Hazel had noticed the woman quicker to swing in mood and more tired than usual. She'd never encountered a queen expecting, and so far, it reminded her of someone descending into sickness.
"I'll take one, Margy." She piped up, offering a smile.
"I'll take one, Margy." She piped up, offering a smile.
★ — hazel — "speech" — seven months — the ascendants — tags — ★
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WITH EVERY HEARTBEAT I HAVE LEFT
i will defend your every breath; i'll do better