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2015-10-04 12:49 am (UTC)
His lips twitch in an amused little smile, shoulders rising in a light shrug. "I used to pick furniture apart to make fancy hats, I looked forward to whenever prostitutes were acquired for us boys just because it was so rare that we got to
to outside people, and I harbored secret fantasies of being a doctor and never having to shoot people at all."
Luvander looks a bit distant for a moment. "We all thought of ourselves as Dragons, as soldiers, but that was because we never thought we could be anything else. It wasn't the kind of life you chose for yourself." A small, cynical snort. "That is, at least not when you're six."
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