It was dark... Really dark... This wasn't your home anymore, you knew it wasn't. The blinding glow of that bathroom light had now been replaced with a comforting darkness.
This is what death was supposed to be was it not my friend?
I always thought it'd end like this myself, nothing more than another corpse on the pile.
All those stories...
Gone with me... you.
Gone with both of us.
It's a miracle we've made it, albeit torn apart and sown back together.
Our luck, both good and bad, is something to marvel at.
Do you want the show to go on as well?
...
"Yes."
And so the show continues.
It's time we stitch together those stories we made my friend. It's time we show them what unpredictable really is...
You will forever be dear to me.
-Sincerely, To Live
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Pride SMP
General FictionHeyo we're Clovacti! A writer on the Pride SMP! These are basically gonna be short stories dedicated to the characters of the smp! (Stuff that's not canon will be labeled as such! ;3)
