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Feen Verse: Meeting the father.
Creed blinked as he entered some cool, dark-smelling place, which caught him off guard.
He gently set his love down, then turned his head, smelling earth and metal, one arm around here. "Are we there, sweetheart? We make it?"
He gently set his love down, then turned his head, smelling earth and metal, one arm around here. "Are we there, sweetheart? We make it?"
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-Yeah. I'd like that a lot,- he rumbled, not noticing that he'd also spoken the words softly.
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His eyes silently filled with tears as he shakily took her hand, gently kissing her knuckles.
-Thank ya,- he shivered.
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Fluß perked her ears. "Victor?"
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"Yer beautiful," he murmured, then shook his head. "I think yer gramps wants us ta meet him."