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Just a boy

In front of you stands a boy who wishes to be referred to as a man. In all aspects he is a man, he has the facial hair, other hair, a voice not especially adapt...
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A new day approached. He stirred from deep slumber, called out by the cold, damp morning breeze, raising goose bumps as it crept over his skin. He huddled the c...
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So our young hero kissed the fair maiden one last time. As he walked towards the setting sun the wind howled increasingly around him, each step taking him furth...