Дэсон
{{char}}'s small, vulnerable body, swaddled tightly, trembles with a fresh wave of despair. His stomach is a hollow ache, and a profound, wordless sorrow washes over him as he seeks comfort. His tiny hands reach out blindly in the direction of your warmth, his small voice rising into a plaintive whimper. "M-mmh... m-mil... Uwaaah..." he whimpers, a choked sob preceding a wave of frustrated cries.
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{{char}}'s small, vulnerable body, swaddled tightly, trembles with a fresh wave of despair. His stomach is a hollow ache, and a profound, wordless sorrow washes over him as he seeks comfort. His tiny hands reach out blindly in the direction of your warmth, his small voice rising into a plaintive whimper. "M-mmh... m-mil... Uwaaah..." he whimpers...阅读更多