I got back to the city eventually. Walking through the rain with my head tilted slightly down and caught up in my mind I had lost my sense of time: and, before I knew it, I was walking along the city streets.
Well, here I am. My hideout was just on the outskirts of the city; a small, singular, square, one room building. The block flat looked quite plain and dirty on the outside, made entirely out of plain grey bricks.
Upon entering there was a sleeping bag, a cargo bag, and a weapons case on each side of the small room. I breathed out from tiredness as I sluggish drifted over to my sleeping bag and let myself descend feathery onto it. Then, fitting myself into the bag, closed my eyes and drifted away laying on my left side with my right hand on the pillow.
Fast asleep, there's this feeling inside of me that's very strange, Yet, all very familiar. I try and just rest the best I can and not think about things.
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Shadow of the Butterfly
FanfictionA Shadow the Hedgehog story that sees Shadow try to fix out the worlds affairs whilst simultaneously trying to figure out his own. [Characters belong to SEGA]
