"You`ve got to fix me,... «Spellslinger»
RamingoWS27 марта 2018"You`ve got to fix me, Mother," I pleaded. "Please... I didn`t do anything! I didn`t ask for--" She placed one hand on each of my cheeks and gripped me hard, locking my head in place. "Listen to me now. You`re scared. You`re hurt. You are still myh son." You are still my son. It wasn`t relief that I felt exactly, as he let go of my face and put an arm around me, but it was something 'Family,' my father had always said, 'is the strong stone on which we stand. It is the beginning and the end of what we are.' I knew at that moment that he must be right, because what I wanted more than anything in the world was to know that I still had a family.
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