A man in his own world. A place where only he exists. The rain drums on the windows and the sea reflects the full moon light in the horizon. His pens move over the pages creating its own melody, a melody he is mumbling the words to. One sentence after another takes form and line after line sings their own melody. Letters turns to words that builds up sentences and suddenly the pages are building up around him. He truly is a man of his own world, a world where nothing can touch him, not now, not tomorrow... never.
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Butterflies(ff version)
Fantasyidfk dude- havent been writing for years now and my english is just ugh;-; THE BTS FF VERION OF THIS NOVEL/BOOK(oc version is uploaded later) prob no smut so yea- mby gonna be fluff or angst idfk.. more like fantsy than anything else but eh.. fantsy...
