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Never-Born Fosterling CH32 Snippet

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“Faulklin…” His tone was so illogically gentle that it caused a stab of pain in the boy’s chest as he choked back another sob, but looked up with pitiful, childish hesitance anyway.

The man only gazed back at him, his eyes not filled with even the slightest bit of spite, hatred, or anger that Faulklin expected, only gentle compassion and understanding. Compassion and understanding that made no sense, and had no reason to exist, much less for a person…for a monster…like him.

“I promise you, I’m not going to hurt you. There is no reason why I need to, and that is my choice to make. Hurting you would do nothing good for me.”
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