1: Mang YiMo
Author's note: I will probably keep each epilogue? chapter on the shorter side! :)
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Round like the shape of a mooncake, auburn irises sparkling like the sea at dawn. Skin as soft and white as freshly steamed buns, dusted by the pink of the falling cherry blossom petals. The head of hair was so thick and dark, it looked like the glossy fur of a kitten. Small lips were the shape of two rose petals, small and always full of wonderment and smiles.
LiangLin couldn't stop staring at baby YiMo - and feeling the suffocatingly proud feeling of being the other half in creating such a magnificently disarming creature. But he couldn't help but feel worried too. Baby YiMo had yet to shapeshift - something that would normally occur in the first months of their life cycle.
But nothing.