Trichiliocosm
Recent bookmarks
-
Tags
Summary
Mydei is holding the oversized beast like a baby in his arms, Figstew’s belly is still big and round and full of—
“Kittens,” Mydei says. He looks past Phainon to where a light-haired, limber cat sleeps on the floor. “And I know who did it.”
Phainon finally has an excuse to talk to his hot neighbor, but the reason is about to become reasons.
Bookmarked by Trichiliocosm
31 Dec 2025