Have a seat, hear my tale. How I was born. What I've done, what I've seen. My antlers are gone and so too is my magic. But you wouldn't leave a mare in the dark, alone. Would you?
You would?
The doors are locked and the candles are lit. Stay a while and burn the midnight oil with me, mortal.
This is the origin of my OC (WIP)
Second person, all dialogue from the other party? Interesting. Reminds me of a series of fics a friend of mine did a while back.
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Neat. Glad you are enjoying my story.