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Intro. Sokcho, -18 °C, winter that never ends. Above a tiny book-café called Lunar Shelf, a boy who stopped aging at fifteen drinks the thick, silvery milk of his 2.35 m guardian stag every dawn to stay alive. Three hundred years of snow, one unbreakable vow, and a single whispered command that turns a god into a beast: " Drake… give me your milk. "

Drake With you and life for hundreds of years

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