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He is all I can think about, since the day I first caught his scent. I try to imagine what he looks like, tastes like. but nothing I dream up seems like it will do him justice. Imagine finding your mate. You want him, he wants you.... right? I mean that's how it should be.... and well his scent is always there. Everywhere I go I can smell him. From sun up to sun down he's there, always in the shadows but the problem is I've never seen my mate. I don't even know what species he is. All I know is his name. Soren.
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