I write Sins not Tragedies
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I don't know... He muttered, whimpering.All I can remember is waking up at the foot of a cliff and that my name is Vexx. That's it. He was worried that he could remember little about himself, which made it look like he was crazy. He wasn't, however. Vexx was not crazy.

He looked at her with worry drowning his eyes. I don't have a place to stay or a known family or anything. He mentioned somberly. Vexx wasn't sure if she believed him at all, or just thought he was an intruder, a murderer, or a rapist. He could be any of those things and not even know it. Vexx stared back at her, with his veiled blue eyes. You don't think you know a place I could stay...like...with you? Or your pack, whichever you prefer. He tried to make that last sentence feel less awkward, but he really felt that it only made it worse.


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