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*Ganta* · 11-29-2018, 07:45 PM

Ganta stood before his daughter’s form. She hadn’t yet woken to this dream world… Somnium they called it. The place where the living and the dead could interact with one another if only for a short while. He felt bad that he hadn’t managed to maintain the connection just yet… for he longed to speak to his daughter… and his son and mate as well. There was so much guilt in his heart for leaving them… and not being able to say goodbye. It had all been over too fast… what had he been thinking? Ganta shook his head and lowered his nose to Philomena’s shoulder.

“Philly, my darling Philly… wake up.” Ganta said in a soft tone. How he had missed her… he hadn’t even gotten to see her grow up into the beautiful young woman she’d become… and now she even had children of her own.

Seeing his young one stir Ganta moved back a little, ears falling back as a soft whine left his lips. He wasn’t sure what to expect… but he hoped for the best. The last thing he wanted was for his daughter to hate him or think that he hated her.

“Long time no see…” The man joked in a half-hearted tone.

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