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[Conor Soul]

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Oh no, daddy retaliated! The girl’s laughter danced out through her adoring smile, pearly and twinkling with a child’s magic. She little form of chocolate and cream wriggled away from him, her furry form turning paler with crystallised rain. He contemplated following the energized form, but decided to let his daughter escape. The father knew that his daughter would go nowhere as long as she had a parent’s attention. Soon, the girl swivelled around and took a playful pose. Lilac eyes narrowed slightly, and the male crouched slightly in response to the young child’s playful figure. How lovely she was—it was unthinkable that he had once wanted Bris to end the breath of life that had settled in her womb.

Now, where had he been headed to? ”Getting breakfast for my hungry girls!” he revealed, a genuine, adoring smile softening up his young face. He hoped some of the traps had managed to catch prey before the worst of the snow had covered them. There were a total of ten traps, placed at very different locations to improve the success of a catch. ”Do you want come along and help daddy?” he asked, noticing that he spoke of himself in third person. He liked the role of a father, though she was not the first young soul he had helped raise. It was not the same though, for he was his first biological child and he had been there when she was born. She was his.

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