“People leave strange little memories of themselves behind when they die.” ~ Haruki Murakami
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(Apep)
"When do you want me to do that, Qarinah?" The tall man with silver hair asked. He had been Qarinah's loyal servant for centuries, and he would be her loyal servant for another century. Qarinah was the only one who had ever treated him like a person. Back at where he had come from, he was mostly mocked, or stepped on and bullied. He had been a joke.
So, when he first met Qarinah, and she asked him to join her at the table for food, it was something he had never ever been asked to in his entire life, and on that night, he had promised himself that he would always be loyal to her and protect her from everything and anything. And he had been there for her whenever she needed him. Alwa
