Witch_Lass
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Sleep brings an omega to the house one evening, frail and blood-spattered with wide blue eyes.
III tumbles down the porch steps, lets Sleep curl happily around his shoulders, and pumps out calming pheromones toward the shivering man.
The man jolts back as III comes closer, and III croons at him lowly, and tells him he’s safe here.
The man watches him fearfully.
“We weren’t expecting you,” III says. “Sorry, so sorry.”
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31 May 2025