Love mends even the broken parts
As the fresh air, full of the scent of life and growing things, flowed into the room, Loren smiled. He raised his head to stare at the impossibly attractive figure of Frey, who looked more than a bit like Abasi. ”What does matter then?" All the summoner's tone conveyed was a genuine curiosity. Then, though, his eyes filled with more than a bit of heat as they fixated on the deity's incredibly sensual fingers. It was only when the god spoke that the spell was broken.
The Launceleyn shook his head and let out a little huff of laughter. "I did." Although he flashed another grin at Frey, his cheerfulness drained away quickly enough. "In Halo, I met someone who claimed to be my formerly identical twin. Do you know if this is true?" His voice was a mix of emotions: doubt, fear, hope, confusion, all swirling together.
The Launceleyn shook his head and let out a little huff of laughter. "I did." Although he flashed another grin at Frey, his cheerfulness drained away quickly enough. "In Halo, I met someone who claimed to be my formerly identical twin. Do you know if this is true?" His voice was a mix of emotions: doubt, fear, hope, confusion, all swirling together.
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