It was night by the time we'd arrived. It was so different from the small city our university resided in. There were tall buildings and something to see no matter where you looked. Lights danced in your eyes. For someone who enjoys the miniscule and mundane, you enjoyed every inch of the city as though you'd never set foot in it ever again. You were absolutely breathtaking.
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We Were Born Under Burnt Skies (Yakulev)
Roman d'amourA yakulev fanfiction, artistAU edition. Yaku Morisuke is a struggling art student with the weight of the world on his shoulders; and the most unexpected person shares his burden. Writing and story line belong to me I drew the cover, so that also b...
