(Posting it here on Newgrounds first before I get around to working on my first piece for 2019. It'll make sense seeing this first before then.)
Even after frequently being toyed with in his leaps through universes, Wesley’s wife even stands tall above him. At least he doesn't mind with love in his heart, as a common field elf, being betrothed to the shortest wood elf at all.
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