East×Nancy
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Wind_rolls up the ancient gauze curtain
Dust drifts away
The light can't illuminate his face
Hair ends are disheveled
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For a moment, the bloodthirsty fangs were almost ferocious
Nobility smoothes it out
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The girl who lost her memory
The mysterious prince of the vampire clan
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Memories of the past are almost taking shape
Pain suspends it
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Purpose: Inspiration