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[REMAKING!!] Star Fields (BFB/TpoT AU)

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! This book is planning to be rewritten, so things ARE subject to change ! ----------------------------------- ~TW's that'll be in some chapters. Warning at beginning & Will include art aswell •Swearing •Violence •Fighting •Abuse •Dysphoria •NO ship...

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Sudden Past...

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by BonBonTheInkling

by BonBonTheInkling

~Tw's~
•Scopophobia
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•Winner's Pov-
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During one of my travels, I was in a small town, it was cute and quite lovely. The grass and trees were lively, the houses were decorated and flowers were colourful!

The town was so vibrant and full of life, which is something most don't see everyday. I heard some bad things about it though, but it didn't seem that bad and the objects were so polite.

As I was walking around, I took pictures of the shops, plants, and even parks and small fields around the area for my followers, which I don't have a lot of, but it's nice that people like the pictures I take of the places I go to!

Sometimes I see them on Pinterest, or sometimes the objects I take photos with use them as their profile picture on social media!

I was currently walking around with a cold drink in my hand. I continue to look around and enjoy the beauty of the town, the warm air and feel of the sun making the current moment more enjoyable and adding more pleasure .

The warm sun with the light breeze making the moment plenty more relaxing.

All of a sudden there was a commotion.

I look around for the loud yelling. I didn't see anything and it didn't sound bad, just sounded like others having fun, so I kept walking, minding my own business.

But I realized that I heard sobbing, atleast that's what it sounded like. I continues to walk, hoping nothing bad was happening.

As I turn a corner into one of the small parks, I see them...

I see a cube being bullied, tormented, and insulted by other objects. They were towering him, just like as if he was a small kitten up against big dogs.

He was crying, he was scared, he wasn't saying anything, all of his words were slurred by his sobs.

I walk closer, wanting to help the poor cube...

All of their eyes stare at me, including his. Their body's turn into shadows, forcing me to focus on their bright, staring eyes.

Staring

All they're doing is staring at me.

Why won't they stop?

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