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... bout was how soft his hands were.
Ceremus was a warrior who fought countless monsters and beasts in his youth. These fists were used to pummel and bludgeon countless enemies and foes in the past, yet they held so much comfort and ardour. He was glad for these hands and never wanted to let them go.
Ceremus, on the other hand, had mixed feelings about their current predicament. Two grown men holding hands in the middle of the street, what a sight to behold, he thought.
His ...
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