A Guardian's Diary - Hora de Sonhar
Inspirado por Celennis, Sandy decide que é hora de recarregar. - Starchaser/Starcatcher (Sandman x OC) Complemento para a série A Guardian's Diary.
A Guardian's Diary - Hora de Sonhar
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Lino Linadoon. Artista e Escritor. Adulto. Escrevendo no Nyah! desde 2010.
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