Third Person:
If you were to see the man in the street, walking by himself, have a pity. He says his son would have liked it uptown, how well it is quiet uptown. The people know the unimaginable has happened.
His hair has gone gray, and every day he walks through the whole city. Can you imagine?
No.
No one can.
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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...
