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    The room is too bright.

    It’s quaint, in a nauseating sort of way. Polished floors glint from the gleaming honeycomb chandeliers overhead, make him squint. A few vases sprinkled here and there, filling the room with a sickeningly sweet scent – even a waffle-cone headrest framing the silken sheets of a neatly-tucked bed. Outside, the golden sun gleams, the gentle rays of light spilling past curtains that waver in the afternoon breeze.

    It's meant to be beautiful. Luxurious. Welcoming.

    With one sweep of his cane, Shadow Milk tears it apart.

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    07 May 2025

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    This fic is something special. Being there from the beginning to see this story bloom into a beautiful tale of loving those you care about, as well as yourself, flaws and all. And what if I cried again, huh.