INCOMPLETE! I ACCIDENTLY HIT PUBLISH
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It started with the rising of the tides. It started with covering the south end of Italy, Romano's end and causing his people to stop believing in him, and soon. He disapeared all together to only be a memory of Veneziano, Germany and Spains minds. It took almost a hundred year's more before the tide started making its way up towards the northern end of italy. That all knew it was coming and those who were close to him, they dreaded the day he finally dissapeared.
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May, some day, some time
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"Douitsu! Douitsu! I'm-a so glad you-a could make it-a!" The bubbly Italian greeted his friend, the stern German. "The Vouga Longa event starts in a few days-a!" he says ushering his friend inside. "I prepared your-a normal room-a for your visit!"
"Thank you Italia" Germany says with a nod. After all the times he has visited, he made his way to his normal room and said goodnight to Italy, since it was around bedtime now
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Sunday, May
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"Eeeee! I'm-a so excited Douitsu!" Veneziano squealed. Vouga Longa was his favorite event of the year. It's not a very old event either, had only been started in 1975. Vouga Longa was an 30 km (19 mile) rowing "race" rom San Marco to Burano. It was an event to keep the tradition of Regatta's alive. It was a very lively event and afterwards there were fireworks and some people that owned regatta's took the children out on the water to watch the fireworks. It was a sight to see and that is why Veneziano invited Germany and Japan to his possibly last event. Sadly japan couldn't make it because of his war on America.
"Come on Douitsu! It's about to start!" Veneziano says, making his way to the edge of the canal to watch as the rower's made their way through. Germany watched his Ally with a small smile. Germany, of Japan and himself, was the closest to Italy. And to him, the close probability of losing him was killing the stern man
