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... iolet eyes soft with concern. The little boy, no older than six or seven, sniffled quietly, his dark violet eyes glistening with unshed tears.
His short black hair stuck out in tufts, and his small, curved horns barely peeked through the messy strands. His tiny hands clutched his scraped knee, and Elysia's heart squeezed at the sight.
"Hey," she whispered gently, offering him a warm smile. "It's okay. It's just a little scratch."
The boy blinked up at her, clearly surpris ...
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