๋࣭ ⋆ ❴ Celestial Sailor❵⋆•. ๋𖥔. Russia+Ukraine

1. Starry night

One goal and one goal only: Give spoilers at the end but make it hurt more the more you understand
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The Russian exhaled a puff of smoke from his mouth,staring up at the starry sky. The dark purple sky reflected onto his beautiful deep blue eyes whilst the uncountable number of stars glittered.

The warm flame of his cigarette lit up his face; The small piles of snow from late winter littered the ground.

He stood under the little roof under the door,keeping his head up as the cold breeze nipped at his skin, blowing at his jacket and shirt.

Tho it was late winter it was still cold. Little snowflakes fell onto his neck, melting at the warmth of the cigarette's flame.

His legs shivered when he felt the cold breeze hit the small amounts of exposed skin on his legs.

His hands and legs went numb. It was most likely first degree frostbite. His sad eyes stared up at the constellations. He admired every single detail of them. The simple beauty of the little connecting stars amazed him.

He moved his hand,barring the stinging pain and numbness from the frostbite.

The Russian moved his hand towards the sky. As if he could touch it. Like he could just reach up at the sky and touch the beautiful stars drifting in the sky.

Stars were so beautiful to him. He wanted to reach up and hold one in his hand,but he couldn't. It could only stay as a longed dream he couldn't achieve.

Was that the harsh reality of the world he lived in? Repeating those thoughts made him a bit mad.

The more he thought the more he realised that "touching the stars" wasn't the only dream he couldn't achieve.

He snapped out of his thoughts when he felt even more stinging, making him finally remember his fingers could just snap off if he wasn't careful.
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Heh sorry for the short chapter. I'll get to d point in the next chapter