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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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"No. Her parents are lookin' forward t' him. They've already been makin' plans. No. I can't, n' I won't."
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