Dream POV:
The air thickens. I am too stunned to speak! All eight years, plus many more during the Revolution of serving for our new country going down the drain.
"But- Technoblade!"
"I would like to warn against partisan fighting. I would like to write what wisdom this profession has gifted me."
There is a break in his speech as he stands, grabbing a small bottle and tiny glass cups.
"So Dream, one last time you may relax and have a drink with me! Let us take a break tonight, and then we will teach them how to say goodbye. But for now, it is just you and I."
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Away From The War ~ A Dreamnotfound Fanfiction
Short StoryIn a secluded luscious garden, far far away, two boys have their first interaction. They find their safe place within each other, a place away from the violence and blood shed. Away from the war. WARNING! Technoblade is used in this story. I underst...
