Chapter 9

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Winter's POV:

It had been a few days since I had escaped from the Dream Team fortress.

Wilbur would not stop fussing over you, even though Fundy said I was fine.

Today was the day when he finally let me walk around. Apparently Tommy was fighting Dream for independence today.

I sighed, breathing in the fresh air. I had been inside for days. my muscles were absolutely destroyed from all my escapades over the last two weeks.

All that was running through my mind as I climbed to the top of the walls was..

Is this worth it?

I'd lost a life for this land, for this country. How could I have second thoughts?

Maybe one day it would be worth it.

One day it would become a beautiful, prosperous utopia.

What Wilbur wants it to be.

I dangled my legs on the edge of the wall and looked over the chaotic place I called home. I stayed up there for the rest of the day, occasionally walking across the top of the wall.

My mind was still racing about Tommy's duel.

There was no way that he won. Not even I would win in a one shot kill duel against Dream.

I thought back to the time that Wilbur took me to see Hamilton.

Would this be just like that?

Would Tommy or Wil die like Hamilton did?

I sighed and looked into the sunset.

Where's that stupid god when I need them?

I stood up, glancing at the sunset before climbing down the walls.

Hopefully I'll see another...

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Inspiration has stuck me like a lighting bolt! Sorry about the slight angst.

-nom <3

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