Harlyn

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Harlyn turned the corner and sighed rubbing his eyes as he sunk to the floor. He was NOT gonna cry. He was NOT. The sketchbook fell into his lap while he sat making him tilt his head. Axel didn't want it back so it was okay to look right? He remembered his old friend Sam used to tell him it's rude to spy on an artist's work. Axel didn't want it though so was it spying? Harlyn sighed shaking his head as he placed the book in his backpack before heading outside for his enchanted forest class. He was really excited for this class because everything on the isle was dead after all. Seeing a forest filled with life was already amazing to hear!
"Hey blue head"
Harlyn flinched as he turned his eyes widening to see who was approaching him.
"Uh oh..."

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