Tommy was running he was agitaded.
Was he following? Did he lost him? He stoped to catch is breath.
Great misteake.
- Oh Tommy... I've found you~ - a melodic voice said from behind him.
He could just curse at all the gods that he knew for his bad...
Hi, I'm here I'm going to make some things clear, this is an edited version of my story “No more hope”, the old chapters are gone, honestly I think that you (the reader) deserve a better story that has more coherency and is easier to read.
This story is based on the eburnean AU created by Blublu_by either on instagram or youtube, it does not go word for word with the AU it is just inspiration. The cover is mine, however, the fan art isn't. I couldn't trace it to the original creator but here's the link to the pin: https://pin.it/423kJTn
This story will contain 20 chapters plus prologue and epilogue, so in total 22 chapters, I'll try to update every weekend.
So hope you like the changes in the story.
Enjoy!
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The alarm was still ringing in his ears in an unpleasant way, it reminded him of his time stuck there with him. His whole body was shaking, it was getting hard to catch his breath. He could not belive that Dream got out, well more than get out escaped, prison. He had to take measures to ensure his safety, after all Dream had always been obsessed with him and it was more than likely that he would come after him, to hunt him down, but in the meanwhile he had time or so he thought.
When he finally made it to logstedshire he went straight to where he kept the “axe of peace”, only to find the chest empty and a very familiar and obscure feeling washed over him.
— Why hello Tommy~ — a melodious voice said while creeping behind the blond boy who was still facing the chest — Aren't you going to say hello to your best friend? That makes me sad — Dream said while getting closer to the boy.
When Tommy has the courage to face him, he said with trembling voice — You are not my friend... Friend don't kill or manipulate each other... — and after he said that he could do the only thing that seemed reasonable at the moment. Run.
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Tommy was running like his life depended on it, and it pretty much did. He was agitated, his legs burned, and breathing was getting harder by the minute. He stared to look around, asking himself if he had lost him or if he was far enough to not be found.
Since he didn't saw anyone he decided to stop behind a tree to catch his breath. Great mistake.
— Oh Tommy... I've found you... ~ — said the green man from behind the tree pushing the “axe of peace” up to Tommy's throat — Let's go home shall we? —
